Part 2: Hope

Sorry, I didn't intend for it to be so long between posts but life happens.

Hope is defined as someone (or something) on which expectations are centered.

Hope is underrated. We hope for things all the time and don't take it seriously. Hoping I get a spa day for my birthday is not as serious as wishing for a spa day for my birthday. I don't think we ever really notice how important "hopes" are until they are dashed.

I had hoped to be finished with my PhD in 5 years. No pressure, just a hope. Imagine my disappointment when the 5th year came and went... I had a life planned for that 6th year after undergrad, but I had to put it on hold to finish my education.

Anthony and I had hoped to make Seattle our home, at least for the next 5-10 years or so. Life happened and now we're moving across the country to New Jersey. We're sad to leave this beautiful place that we're finally starting to feel completely comfortable in - but we are looking forward to this new chapter in our lives.

But, if I have to place my expectations on anything, its that we can make a good life for ourselves in NJ. That my baby will be happy and culturally-aware. That I can find a yoga class that I like. That there's a good Indian restaurant within walking distance from the house. That we can finally be in a position to be still. But, if not, then we will adjust. We'll roll with it. Our hopes might be dashed, but we will create new ones.