Hang on to hope…

I heard a cardinal couple outside my window this morning chirping happily back and forth to each other.  I laid there in bed smiling with hope that spring would soon be here.  It won’t be long before my winter friends are joined by a choir of birds all singing their songs together.  My happy thought made me think of a friend who needed to hear something positive yesterday as the day seemed filled with sadness.  My heart, feeling heavy along with hers and many others here in our small community, was lightened by this little hope for spring.  I wanted to get up and send her a message “Hang on to hope… spring is almost here.”  But I got busy with my little ones and didn’t get the chance.

Later, I was thinking about our heavy hearts and my cardinals.  And a story someone told me years ago when my brother died came to mind- the story of Pandora’s Box.  At the time, I had remembered the mythological tale about the new bride and her gift from Zeus, but I don’t think I ever understood the significance of it until then.  You see Pandora was told explicitly not to open the box that was a wedding gift.  But left by her new husband Epimetheus to her own accord, curiosity overcame her and she opened the box.  Out from it spilled all the evils of the world- illness and despair fell upon man.  However, the last thing to come forth from this box was hope.

Although there are probably many different interpretations of the moral to this story.  What stands out to me is that even though there is heartache and sadness in this world, through it all- there is hope.  Hope for a better day, hope for peace, hope for healing, hope for happiness, hope for love.

In our own community we have felt our fair share of heartache. And in our grief, fear and despair we gather together with hope- gaining perspective from each other’s lives, remembering what is truly important.

So I wanted not only to share this story with my friend who needed to hear something good, something positive- but with all of you as well.  When you are feeling overwhelmed by life and its evils, remember the story of Pandora’s Box.  There may be sadness today, but hang on to hope, hold it in your heart and know there will be a better day.


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Meghan Dwyer

Meghan K. Dwyer is an aspiring writer, misanthrope, cystic fibrosis advocate, wife and mother of four beautiful children. She lives in rural Western New York with her husband Chris and their four children Braeden, Kian, Kelan, and Ailey. She has a love of writing and in her spare time, enjoys a good book, sharing a glass of wine with friends or family and gardening. The name of her blog A Message of Mean from Meghan was inspired by an email containing that title, which was sent to her sister and friend. Her writing is full of sarcasm and truthful, yet at times, abrasive humor. Her blog is about sharing her thoughts of her day, confessions as a mother, and opinions about life in general as a kind of therapy. Meghan has written two romance novels in her Ellington Manor Series- a three book publication. When One Door Closes and Almost Forgotten are both available now on Amazon.com and Barns&Noble.com, as well as her other works, A Message of Mean from Meghan and newly published Confessions of a Bad Mom. She is currently working on Hoping for Happiness, the final book in the Ellington Manor Series.

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