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A time to hope.
13 years ago
A close friend of mine has been having health troubles for many years now. In the past few weeks his condition has gone from a minor health scare to a critical condition. His kidneys and liver are failing and he has no idea how long he has left on this Earth. Currently, we are waiting for a diagnosis from the doctor to find out exactly what is wrong and if he has a chance of survival. Sadly, it looks like he may not.
There are many times in my life where I have lost hope. I have had those who have given me hope just take it back again. I have had those I trust, tear away from me as if I was nothing. I've had a family member almost kill me...
However, right now, that all seems so insignificant when in a situation like this. I've lost hope in things like friendship, myself, my future... but I'm still healthy. I am alive. Never once have I been unfortunate enough to lose hope in even being able to live. My situation can be compared not just to me and my friend, but to many others too. I feel selfish asking for hope when there are others who go to sleep not even knowing if they will wake up the next morning.
This journal is for all those who have lost hope in the past for reasons that, in the face of death, seem so insignificant. The hope you ask for should be placed in the hands of those who need it most. What little hope I have right now is with my friend. He needs it more than I do. His life is more important than if someone hates me or not or not knowing what I'll do in my future. Where are you placing your hope?
There are many times in my life where I have lost hope. I have had those who have given me hope just take it back again. I have had those I trust, tear away from me as if I was nothing. I've had a family member almost kill me...
However, right now, that all seems so insignificant when in a situation like this. I've lost hope in things like friendship, myself, my future... but I'm still healthy. I am alive. Never once have I been unfortunate enough to lose hope in even being able to live. My situation can be compared not just to me and my friend, but to many others too. I feel selfish asking for hope when there are others who go to sleep not even knowing if they will wake up the next morning.
This journal is for all those who have lost hope in the past for reasons that, in the face of death, seem so insignificant. The hope you ask for should be placed in the hands of those who need it most. What little hope I have right now is with my friend. He needs it more than I do. His life is more important than if someone hates me or not or not knowing what I'll do in my future. Where are you placing your hope?
