My mom fell this week causing my world to tilt. There is nothing more horrifying than watching your mom fall and going to the hospital. I have spent most of the week in deep reflection. It seems this thing we call life is so fragile that even when we think we might be safe from pain we are struck down. So on this Friday night I write this with a heavy heart filled with hope that everything will get better. We must not allow hope to ever escape our minds. The moment we give up hope we have lost. So even as I sit here writing with a bit of fear I know it will get better. Because without hope I have nothing to look forward to. God is my hope, He is my strength and without Him I would be completely lost. So I hope this night you find the hope that keeps you going. Have a beautiful weekend. ~Emma~