I Hope For…

So you never really know when that day will come. Days are measured and tomorrow is never promised. I’m starting to feel my age and I seem to hear about more and more deaths each day. A good friend lost her dad this week. He was only in his mid 70s and to me, that’s still too young to face any level of finality. I hope for longevity and I only pray that I have enough time to enjoy retirement and to experience a little leisure in the latter half of my life. I hope for days full of joy. I hope to enjoy those I love and I want to let everyone know how much they mean to me and how much joy they’ve brought to my life. I hope for reciprocity. Each morning when I wake up I wake up to hugs and kisses from my infant dog. She sneaks in my bed every night, so it not out of the ordinary for me to wake up to unconditional love every morning. I hope for continuous love. I spend time with my family and friends and I do enjoy my life, but I know there is more. I hope for long relationships. I seek happiness and I need to keep positivity in my life. I need to treat myself to the finer things in life and I need more pleasure-filled experiences. I hope to have more joyful moments. I wake up with a roof over my head; in my right mind; and comfortable in my life. What more can I hope for? I hope that God allows me the time that I need to feel whole. With his help, I believe that and everything else that I’ve hoped for will come all in his time.