Although anxiety often brings me down, I live in hope. Hope for a day without anxiety. I always start small. A day. A week. A month. A year. Wouldn’t it be glorious? One after the other! I hope to achieve a level of living that does not exist with an underlying feeling of constant threat or terror. After all, if I don’t have hope, I have nothing else. And so I go on.
Wishing on a star
for fundamental calmness.
My hope upon hope.
By Sarah ©2018
Prompt: A-Z Challenge, 9 April 2018 – H