Letting my thoughts meander while clutching a coffee cup in a still-dark morning, I thought with a silent sigh: I haven’t gotten back into posting on my blog much. Then with a bit of glum: I suppose there’s always hope.
That’s how a Bag of Hope appeared above me like one of those bubbles in a cartoon.
The two sides could be a reminder that Hope is not always found as we expect. Sometimes hope hides like a flower in the grass or subtly behind a cloud in the sky or in the rays of the sun. Hope can have two sides, like this pretty blue bag.
You can carry hope or you can give hope…..find it here.
I try to keep a TOTE of hope. Time Other Than Empty. Too precious to do nothing!
Right on, Sue! Clever words!