“Where hope grows, miracles blossom.” – Elna Rae
Hope is one of the strongest four letter words in the English language. It can heal the sick, revive the broken spirit, nourish the soul and make the impossible possible.
When I was delivered the devastating news of my ALS diagnosis I went through all the negative feelings you can imagine: fear, frustration, denial, anger, helplessness, sadness and despair. I went through these waves of emotions in various degrees until one day, amidst my mixture of self-pity, heartache and hidden tears, emerged a new positive feeling, a feeling that delivered itself to me out of necessity: HOPE.
Hope, is a combination of faith and willpower. Faith in a higher power that can perform miracles, and willpower to have the strong desire to surrender, believe, and allow this higher power to perform its miracles.
Hope is when you think you are drowning at the bottom of the ocean then you see someone or something rescuing you. I was drowning in my dark thoughts when suddenly I looked and saw my children. I felt an unbelievable desire to be saved for their sake as much as for mine. That is when my body was taken over by a higher power; the power of hope. I felt that if I wanted to survive strong enough then it would happen, and that’s called finding hope when all else fails.
Hope was born inside me when I started praying to be saved, praying to be cured, believing in my prayers and trusting that my faith can defy science. Medicine and doctors keep telling us ALS patients there is no cure, but research, and hope are telling me a different story. Hope is telling me that they are constantly researching and trials are being conducted all over the world. I choose to listen to the latter and be hopeful, it is a choice that has proven to be life changing for myself and my family.
Hope has become my best friend, my companion, my mantra that I keep repeating to myself. As well as my motivational word that fuels my fire to get through my days. I am hopeful that someday they will find a cure for ALS. I am also hopeful that my strong will to stay alive, and my love for my family will yield a miracle. Already I am living proof of the quote at the top of this blog. The mere fact I am surviving and thriving is a miracle.
If you are going through a rough period in your life, or you or a loved one is suffering in any shape or form, try HOPE. It does not cost anything, and you have nothing to lose, trust me.