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It’s a funny thing how hope just doesn’t die. Expectations may, and that’s probably a good thing, but hope? it’s a persistent little thing. I like that about hope, and that’s why I tend to it and keep it alive. Even the tiniest of embers can catch and enlarge and warm a person.

Hope is the thing with feathers . . .

I’m mixing my metaphors. No matter. What matters is this:

I don’t expect.

I do hope.




About Kymm

I'm a reader and writer and knitter, a sister, daughter, and friend. This blog is my letter, of love and hate, frustration and joy, rants and praises, to a great big world. You can read it if you want to.

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