Art of Dying Volume II | Page 39

Hope Hope is an incredibly small thing when you are in a very broken place in your life. Hope isn’t always easy to see or find amidst the debris of a broken world. I always keep a part of myself reserved – assigned to the job of looking only for hope wherever it can be found. The rest of me can wallow and cry and scream – all 98%… but that other 2% of me must always be looking for hope. No matter how small, no matter where. Find it. VOLUME II | 39