Third day of Christmas and my third blog post.
Today I have been contemplating about sharing hope.
I had a conversation with an 18-year old boy, who is struggling with not feeling good enough always, feeling like he is the one doing everything wrong, and trying not to be in the way. In short many of the things I have been struggling with when I was younger… And sometimes still struggle with.
So I told parts of my story; how my mom could make me feel like the worst person even when I logically knew that I was not the one at fault. I talked about how I felt relieved when my mom died. Despite not having seen her the last six years of her life, I felt like a burden was lifted from my shoulders; I never had to be afraid of her again.
I almost lost my sister then; because unlike me she felt huge sorrow and our different reactions almost drove us apart. I am glad that it didn’t.
“So what does this have to do with sharing hope?”, you might think.
I am glad you asked 🙂
By sharing my stories, how I suffered, how I evolved, and where I am now, I gave this young man hope. Hope that one day he can feel differently; that one day he can be the success that he sees me as.
So share your stories; you never know who needs to hear it.
- Blog post for the first day of Christmas: There is still hope
- Blog post for the second day of Christmas: Who is hope for?
- Blog post for the fourth day of Christmas: Is there room for hope?
- Blog post for the fifth day of Christmas: Removing hope
- Blog post for the sixth day of Christmas: Sacrifice and hope
- Blog post for the seventh day of Christmas: Helping hope along
- Blog post for the eight day of Christmas: A new hope
- Blog post for the ninth day of Christmas: The sound of hope
- Blog post for the tenth day of Christmas: Running out of hope
- BBlog post for the eleventh day of Christmas: Creating a space for hope
- Blog post for the twelfth day of Christmas: What are my hopes?