I wrote this one day in 2016 while missing my teen-hood friends and all the carefree years we had before adulthood took over.
This poem came to me after my divorce. I put on a brave face in public, but fell apart at home. Everyone kept telling me how strong I was; if they only knew. I guess now they do.
I’ve changed a lot in the last 8 years. Many of my friends now call me old-fashioned. I take it as a compliment.
I don’t talk to God much sometimes, but my tears are full of heart.
Just a random, deep thought I had one day. Trying to make sense of this crazy world.
Like the saying goes- “you can’t choose what happens to you, but you can choose how you react.”
I Have This Hope is my story about the depths of depression and finding hope through God’s word.