Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Here's to hoping....


It is a strange beast, hope. It isn't one thing or another. Tingle or held breath or racing pulse. Sometimes still.

We can shout out hope for something and get a secret wish instead. The heart and head and mind can't seem to catch up. "We'll do lunch..." they promise.

I taught myself not to do it. It was lonesome and fruitless. Wasted time. Better to set my chin and force through life. A quarterback without a touchdown destination. Just run, don't drop the ball. Don't get hit. Don't look back.

Not anymore! Hope here I come! I've recently learned it is a place. A destination. I'm hopping the train today. I'm not even buying a ticket. I'm going hobo style, an adventure for sure.

Come along?

24 comments:

  1. For me, it just depends on the day, but I think I can get on the hope train today. And definitely hobo style. That means pajamas, no make-up, right? ;D

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  2. Being a concept of journey can often disguise, the reality of destination. I think, I too, should like to ride that train.

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  3. Ah, the Hope Train. Perhaps even better than the Hope Tank!

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  4. I haven't a clue what you're talking about or what you're hoping for-I'm not real good at these kind of puzzles. Is this hopping on the hope train leading to something or somewhere in particular, or is it just 'generic'hoping, like hoping it doesn't rain during the parade?

    In my life, I always hope for the best of any situation...but anticipate that anything can go wrong or go in a different direction at any time, and I better be prepared. I try not to actually buy into Murphy's Law- if anything can go wrong it will - though I'd say, in my life, that that is usually what happens.

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  5. I am right behind you my friend! Hope is where it's at! :o)

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  6. Hobo style. That is just the best way to go.
    Enjoy the ride.

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  7. Yea, I think I like the sound of the hope train xx

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  8. Hobo style. I like it! And I like this post :)

    Here's to hoping we meet in this place! *clink*

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  9. Ok, so I should have visited 'place' before commenting, so I wouldn't have been confused about the hope train . Sorry.

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  10. I'm always ready for a trip there. It's my favorite destination.

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  11. Living without hope is just existing. God us gave the drive to desire and hope in Him so that we could be beneficaries of a great inheritance.

    Live. Hope. Believe.

    Blessings to you...

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  12. Hold the train, I'ma comin'. Hobo style. That means I can wear my comfy pants, right? WOOHOO! :)

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  13. Hopefully, I'll meet you there tomorrow! Can I wear my pajamas?

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  14. I hope I'm not too late, that the train hasn't left the station.
    Though I believe that I'm lucky in life, so I think I will catch it, if not at this station, then at the next.
    Toot toot, let's ride!

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  15. I'm going to hop on with you. Just to make sure you're safe and have someone to play cards with ;)

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  16. If the hope train gets me to the university education that I want, I'm packing for the ride!

    I'm usually a vagabond when it comes to hope.

    fromagebri.wordpress.com

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  17. Did you see LiLa's post on hope? It sums it up perfectly for me. Monday I am full of hope -- by Wed it is waning and on Friday I feel like I will never get this &$@! book sold. Yep, that's the hope rollercoaster of the submission world and I'm on it every blasted week.

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  18. "Hope can be a blessing, or a curse."
    -- Reva, Guiding Light

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  19. Can't wait to check out that "place" link. Since we have similar tastes, I think I'll buy a one way ticket sight unseen!

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