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Hope Floats

December 22, 2011

Ok, yes I know there is a chick flick with Sandra Bullock that carries the same name as my title, however it also features a soundtrack that has a cover by Garth Brooks of Bob Dylan’s”To make you feel my love”, which happens to be the song I sang to my lovely bride at our wedding.  Here is the definition of hope as taken from Dictionary.com:

hope

noun

1.

the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best: to give up hope.
2.

a particular instance of this feeling: the hope of winning.
3.

grounds for this feeling in a particular instance: There is little or no hope of his recovery.
4.

a person or thing in which expectations are centered: The medicine was her last hope.
5.

something that is hoped for: Her forgiveness is my constant hope.
verb (used with object)

6.

to look forward to with desire and reasonable confidence.
7.

to believe, desire, or trust: I hope that my work will be satisfactory.
by definition,  hope is unsinkable, unbreakable, because hope is a choice, a feeling, a belief.  Hope only sinks when we let it, we choose to let it break, fall, become lost.   It is not something that we just do or don’t have, it doesn’t choose us, we choose it.  Yesterday marked one month since my surgery.  I have also completed one cycle of chemo.  Honestly, I don’t want to get too cocky, but I have dealt with harder things than cycle one.  Granted it is only cycle one, but running a half marathon with  appendicitis, way harder and more painful.  Puking on Mt. Kilimanjaro from 16,800 to 19,400, way more difficult physically and mentally to push on.  My guide Frederick “David,  vomiting not good on the mountain” my response ” Frederick, don’t worry, I will tell you when I can’t go anymore, but I plan on reaching the summit today.” Day one of the MAR race in Montana (see an early post for more details), way harder.  Waiting for Colby to be born as the delivery came to a standstill, as the cord was wrapped around him, and I had to watch Jess in pain and wait and wait until he finally entered the world – way more difficult.  Granted this is only one cycle, but so far my response to Goliath “Is this all you got?”  Granted I truly believe that one of my gifts is the ability to suffer with a smile, so maybe I have a warped sense of things.  Hope springs eternal as I know I can do this.  And if I have hope, everyone reading this should have hope as Hope Floats. DEH
2 Comments leave one →
  1. sandy dickinson permalink
    December 22, 2011 11:51 am

    David you are such an inspiration to me…I love reading your blogs..I have a David folder just so I can archive some of your moving and helpful stories….hope to see you and Jessica and the boys this wknd..we’ll be at Brian’s tomorrow….Merry Christmas to you and your wonderful family…sandy

  2. Keri permalink
    December 22, 2011 10:54 pm

    Every ounce of my being will keep hoping and praying every moment I can for the rest of my life FOR YOU. “Bless the Lord who is my rock. He gives me strength for war and skill for battle.” Psalm 144, A psalm of who? DAVID! That’s who. 😉

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