Christmas is coming and, for some of us, it’s a joyful time. We tend to become sensitive and more propense to give and receive, just lovely.
For others, like me, it can be a bit nostalgic because I remember my Mother and her devotion to making Christmas a magical time for me. I had so many beautiful memories of and with her.
Hope is a beautiful thing
If you are going through a rough time, remember that nothing lasts forever, but if you think or feel things are bad, turn your head to hope, because hope is a beautiful thing.
I have said this many times before: when my Mother died I didn’t know what to do. I was only eleven to have the discernment to figure out what to do with my life. However, what I did know was that the only option I had left with was to be happy to honor my mum’s memory.
And this is what I have been doing throughout my life. I believe being happy was the most paramount legacy she gave me, and I am very grateful to her for that.
I know she is in heaven looking down on me, making sure I am OK. I know she is still loving me, protecting me, guiding me. She is my beloved mum, I am her beloved son.
So, I have turned to hope because I know one day I will reunite with my beloved mummy, and I know she will embrace me in her arms forever.
So, yes, I have hope because hope is a beautiful thing!
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