A question came to mind regarding hope.

This week I began my yearly campaign to control the invasive stilt grass that threatens to take over the woods behind our house. The stilt grass grows fast and kills the other ground cover plants.
Every morning I weed whack for one battery charge of the lightweight weed whacker.
It gives me about 15 minutes of exercise and by mid-June the ferns, sea oats and other small plants will have recovered.
Repeat in September.
This gives me hope!!!

I love this story and relate to it completely.
The retaining wall between my home & a neighbor Is basically an out of control bed of English ivy and assorted weeds.
I've been trimming pulling hacking away for 25 years.
It's my reliable nemesis!

@gravity3
“Be in it to win it”, “Never give up“, and “ Finish strong”!

The discourse has been fascinating.
Thanks for your response!

I was reading over some previous messages and I feel very happy that I shared a personal experience and I received so many positive feedback, thank you.

I was going to suggest that people reading this thread read Mans Search for Meaning. That book changes me every time I read it.

A read this book many times. It should be on everyone list.

Thanks for the suggestion, Hope. Just ordered it from our library.

/LarryG

Joybo-

I continue to think about this topic. Thank you for leading it.

I would like to think (=hope?) that the things I hope for have some reasonable possibility of coming into being, either through my own efforts, or because by getting out of the way I can allow life's processes to offer new possibilities.

I saw your comment elsewhere about pain:
"I guess 11 would be death.
Which (I hope) takes us back to Zero?"

I also have that hope, the hope that the time will come when I will cease trying to solve the problem of Me. (Meanwhile I'm grateful to have the opportunity to try...and the scenery is wonderful.)

I am very old. I will be 90 next month. Since my husband died 3 years ago, I have lost hope of ever having a meaningful life. But yet I am still here - even without hope. I am relatively healthy. I live alone. I am independent. I can drive. In short, my age has not prevented me from living like a "normal" person. But still I do not look forward to however many years I have left. Please no religious remarks.