I would like to add to this conversation what I learned about hope. My parents were holocaust survivors and they spent five years as prisoners of war. The circumstances they were put through doesn’t bear mentioning but the wisdom they learned from their plight was profound. My mom spoke more about it than my dad and she taught me so much about human nature, what she said was you couldn’t survive very long without hope, it was all they had to hold onto…she even added that those who gave up on hope were gone within days. I realize that I am using a horrible event to make my point but no matter how you look at it she spoke the truth about survival. We have something in common with her, we’re fighting battles of our own in survival so it does apply. On a final note she always said don’t take yourself too seriously and NEVER lose your sense of humour