Hope is continuing to see the light. Ashley put it best when she said that the hope she felt going through one trial makes meeting the next one a bit easier. It makes for hoping the pain will lessen, and be lesser. (not her exact words but you get the picture.
I am not a good "hope-er" I always seem to fall to the "its never going to get better", "I'm going to die", "God hates me". Seriously its kinda ridiculous. Until my little Lou said, "Mommy, its OK, It will get better. Give me a hug." And then, only then, do I have hope. She is my daily dose of hope. Should have named her that:)
I have hope, that I'll get a hug from E one day. And that I'll have the relationship with his parents that I hope to have. I love them all dearly. Its amazing, the hope that grows, and gains momentum in short moments. I had hope they would love him, and they do. And I love them! Oh how I love my S, and my R! Best parents on the planet!