Memories of Hope

During the perplexing, wavering, uncertain moments of life, one finds the brightest spark of hope to hold on to. It's not that their life should shatter just cause someone else's world has collapsed....it's the spark of hope that lights the way. Knowing that the heart and soul has forever been changed by the mere fragment of someone else's precious time. It's not the loss that lives on...it's the memories...the ones that brought hope and light the way for a brighter day. It's the smiles and cries that emphasize the meaning of life. It's taunting really, the way life shatters...and yet how hope relinquishes the spirit of life into the soul. It's a time in life that will never be forgotten...nor will ever be replaced...it's the light of my hope and will forever guide my way. In this life...there will be loss of loved ones...there will be time for grieving, there will be time of precious new found hope, there will be time to laugh, there will be time to grow, but most of all there is always time to love. May this Christmas mark not only a time of hope, but a time of love....