Growing up I would often say “I wish…” and my mama would say I was going to wish my life away. Now I often say “Here’s hoping.” Either way, I know wishing and hoping aren’t always the best ways to live, but I can’t always help it. ‍

Truth is I don’t think wishing and hoping are all that bad when accompanied with some hard work (and a lot of faith.)

Truth also is I’ve jumped off a lot of proverbial cliffs the past eight years, and sometimes I’ve landed harder than others, but I’ve always landed. And learned. And found enough strength to keep going and growing. Here’s hoping the same for us all. Because we never know what will be if we don’t go for it.

Any other wishers and hopers out there?

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