Frustration is born out of hope. The belief that what is should not be; the hope that what is could be better. Should be better. And with sufficient faith and courage – will be better. I came back from Israel with everything yet I left everything behind. At times I feel my heart unwinding because my love is unbounded. What cannot be seen can still be deeply loved. Out of sight might mean out of mind but not out of heart.
I bear the pain of frustration but I carry the love of hope and the hope of love. That tomorrow will be different than today. The belief that today need not be tomorrow. The faith that what is will not perpetuate to what will be. The hope that what I left behind will return and again be mine.
2013