By Samantha McKenzie
I hope for many lofty things, like world peace and stomping out hunger. Today, however, I hope for more granular, tangible things that can be accomplished with just you, almost immediately.
I hope you kiss your children and remind them how much you love them.
I hope you write down one goal on several pieces of paper and stick it on every mirror in your home.
I hope you call an old friend, the one who popped into your thoughts a week ago, before it’s too late.
I hope you apply for another job, just to remind you of your value. And dust off your interview suit.
I hope you say yes and I hope you learn how to say no.
I hope you tell the truth, even though lying about it seems easier.
I hope you wear a dress that makes you feel pretty again. I hope it has a pop of color.
I hope you get a glance and glance back.
I hope you say I love you first. Don’t wait.
I hope you cook a scrumptious meal and eat slowly. Savor it.
I hope you say one sincere prayer before you get out of bed. And then another.
I hope you smile and giggle and laugh at a joke.
I hope you read something inspiring and then share the message with another.
I hope you clean out that drawer and throw away 50% of the stuff.
I hope you exercise for at least 30 minutes without whining.
I hope you drink more water.
I hope you give away a belonging to someone who needs it more.
I hope you speak up. Even if what you say will be unpopular.
I hope you dance with no music and sing in the shower.
I hope you get what you deserve.
I hope you use the next few minutes wisely.
Because time is most precious in the present.
And hope is only a place holder for courage.