Spark of Hope #122 – Dear Editor: “The day we said good-bye to our house” brought back precious memories of my childhood and ‘the house way up on the hill’ where my grandmother lived. Even now, so many years later, I still picture it as I did then, through a child’s eyes, and I remember with great joy the many hours I spent there.
While sorting through old photographs, I discovered this note my mother had written to a magazine editor (published early ’60s).
“I remember the beautiful tall pine trees I used to lie under … the scent of the beautiful flowers, and the sweet singing of the birds,” she went on to say. The clipping is now a faded yellow but her words rang clear with a fresh spark of hope. The safe and secure (assisted living) home we moved her and dad into just so happens to be located way up on a hill. If you’re familiar with Florida’s terrain, you understand that hill is a God-incidence all in itself! And yes, this piece of paradise even meets the eye with tall pine trees, beautiful flowers, and singing birds! Alzheimer’s too often feels like an uphill battle. Be sure to keep your hopes and dreams alive inside – don’t let those fade too!
Hope is like a spark; if the conditions are right, it can spread like wildfire. Hope feeds the soul, ignites passion, and inspires others. Tucked inside each of us is a child-like spark that says: never forget to dream, play and imagine. HOPE is the extraordinary spark that says Huge Outcomes are Possible Everyday!