Hope, finding the benefit of hope.

Remember in our childhood we used to have a toy and were very fond of it, we don’t use to say it out loud instead just take it around everywhere, to sleep, while eating, bathing and there used to be times where we were told not to be with it anymore  we used to kiss, hug it out, always talk to it, form a story around it, and sometimes beat it too.  I can still feel the pain I felt when I lost my toy and my sister cried for weeks when someone stole her favorite toy. What if the toy felt everything, and wanted to express its feelings but didn’t know how, not just happy but also love, pain, and anger, and didn’t know how or when?! What if we had never known of all this and if we’d known would we have treated it the same or better different? Better different, Always, isn’t it? Now relate that toy situation to our lives someone who is around us, whom we love a lot but fail to express at times, gets angry, gets bored, burns the bridges for some trivial reason, and so on.  What ...