Hope deferred makes the heart sick. We have all experienced the pang of unmet expectations. It is very difficult. So much so, that is often determined to be easier to endure hopelessness in present trouble than to endure the additional weight of wishing for a future that never seems to come to pass. Hope is hard. It requires perseverance and discipline. It is much easier to jump ship. Hope will fix your sails on the sunrise in the distance, but it must survive the turbulence of the winds and waves in between. The warm glow in the distance beckons one to stay the course, but the stiff, cold breeze attempts to deter.
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