Hope

Yesterday, my little one and I wrote a short, two minute speech. The topic suggested that hope is dead, and we took the opposite stand. We argued that resilient people always have hope; hope that there will, eventually, be a positive outcome. We argued that love; the support of others, and a positive outlook would ensure that hope remained alive. We talked about resilient people understanding that there would be hard times in life; that anxiety was inevitable, and thus they prepared for these times and knew that they would overcome the difficulties. It was quite a tight little argument in the end, and we believed in what we wrote.

Today, it’s harder to be convinced. There are such vindictive people out there; self-centred and unafraid to hurt others. I wonder how they got that way. What made them the way they are? So many of them have been well looked after. They really should know better. They don’t seem to feel any guilt.

The submissive woman who goes about her life doing her best, aware of the virtues and living by them; selfless and giving, is surely a treasure. So easily taken advantage of, when hurt, she crumbles into little pieces , for a time.

She is resilient though and she gets back up; so vulnerable and yet so strong. If you have a submissive woman in your life, why not give her an enormous hug? She deserves it.