When I began this blog on 10/24/2012, I mentioned the importance of hope because it affects both survival and recovery. The following poem, which was written by Debbie Wilson, provides further supporting evidence that hope matters:
Don’t Take Away My Hope
“Things may be bad sometimes and to some may seem hopeless,
please just let me accept my life in reality and love my life anyway.
I’m asking you to try not to steal what keeps me going…Hope.
There are those times that I am quite aware of how bad things are,
those temporary moments when I can’t see through my streaming tears,
But I am begging you to let me hold on to what I need…Hope.
Please don’t ever say you could not stand to live the life that I have,
you couldn’t possibly know unless my life were the life you were living.
I’m asking you to let me have what I need for the moment…Hope.
Don’t make false promises or false dreams, but let me have my dreams.
Please don’t as a professional, ever say there are no more answers or help,
I am pleading with you to allow me the luxury I need most…Hope.
Always there are more answers, it may just be you without those answers.
When you make these type of remarks, it makes it hard to hold on to my hope.
I am telling you that all patients need that one joint component…Hope.
If you haven’t walked in someone else’s shoes, don’t be too quick to judge.
All of us at times face adversity, just some have to live with it all the time.
We are somehow able to find strength and endurance through…Hope.
Don’t ever say we will amount to nothing or get nowhere fruitful in this life,
as long as we can live, we can still give to someone who needs what we have.
In giving to others the survival tips we have learned we have…Hope.
No matter how grave the situation or how serious the medical problem,
remember that miracles and things not quite understood by man happen.
Don’t ever be so cruel and heartless as to take away someone’s…Hope.”
~ Debbie Wilson, Don’t Take Away My Hope, 7-24-96
Please share your feelings about hope so others can benefit from your experience maintaining or losing hope. What gives you hope? How do you maintain hope when the people around you suggest that there is no reason to hope? How do you regain or strengthen hope that has been taken away from you? Is recovery likely without hope? Is there a trait that is more important than “hope” in terms of recovery? What do you do to recharge the hope in others when they most need hope?
Thanks to Debbie Wilson for sharing her poem.