When I've been in a dark room, completely aloof from the goodies and sparks of the daylight and I've struggled for that. I have found that (for me), hope doesn't seem like something I have to seek after. In fact, in these times, it's hard to even find the energy- to do much of anything, and, especially, that of seeking hope. Instead, it seems, that hope has more to do with allowing. Opening the door just a bit to let in possibility. The possibility of something better... maybe, a different ending, to something that appears so arduous and so certain. With hope, I truly believe, all things are possible and you are worthy of all the good stuff. 💕☀️