Hope is the belief that circumstances will get better. It’s not a wish for things to get better — it’s the actual belief, the knowledge that things will get better, no matter how big or small. It’s the belief that at age 55, after a disaster where you’ve lost your home, car and possessions — everything material, that you still have your health and family, and that you can and you will start over.
It is the steadfast determination of the cancer patient who fights, believing that eventually a cure will come. It’s the man who has lost his job, has a family to support and knows that new employment is just around the corner as long as he keeps looking. Sometimes hope looks so bleak in a given situation as to appear non-existent, yet is so vital for survival, that virtually everyone who survives a life threatening ordeal- that on the surface seems impossible- will point to hope as the one thing that got them through. It is this very hope which champions the survivor, even in the bleakest of times.