Hope is the cruelest torture that prevents you from giving up on life completely
Hope is one thing that makes you persevere and let's you believe that maybe things can actually turn out better than you think. You will keep on stalling and believing in the course and at the end of the day, it's either it works out or doesn't. Hoping doesn't entirely change the outcome of an event, it just helps you stick around more to witness the outcome; which might eventually be in your favor. Hope breeds optimism and positivity.
Difficult times are normal in a person's journey and we have all fairly had our shares of it. Life is full of ups and downs and through it all, it is important to always find a reason to move on regardless. My grandmother died when I was around 13 or 14 years of age. I loved her so much and I still do, I even find myself thinking about her a lot lately. I can even see her face right now, beaming with excitement as she comes to receive us while heading to her house.
She lived in our hometown while we live in a city about 3 hours from her. She wasn't ill at all, she still sold drinks to her customers that night and told them to bring the bottle the next morning. In the middle of the night, that was how we received the most horrible news ever that she passed away. They said she had an heart attack(or maybe it was cardiac arrest) and before they could get her to the hospital, she stopped breathing and they called my mom immediately. These people didn't know they could have tried CPR on her or something.
They could have done something! They should properly still try to compress her chest and maybe she will breathe again. I was holding on the hope that maybe they will try something and it will work. And maybe they will call us back that she was back with us again. I really hoped so much that the news wasn't true or that maybe something miracoulous will just happen. You know how some people will die and still come back to life? I was hoping that would happen to her as well.
I just could not bring myself to believe such news, I pulled myself together while I wait for a positive update. My mom and brothers were already in shock and no one even knew how to feel. I mean, this woman was totally okay! I kept hoping till I realized that she was actually gone forever. Another confirmation was when I saw her cold body in the casket the other day. That was when it finally dawned on me that my sweet, caring and amazing grandmother was gone for good. It was very painful and I cried so much. I think about all the memories and I couldn't help but crave making some more.
The truth is, it is not everytime you hope for something that it actually happens the way you had hoped. Sometimes, life just happens and that was it in this case. My hope couldn't save the tragic event from happening. However, my hope has been useful in other cases too so I guess I will keep up hoping when need be.
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