I don’t mean to be a skeptic, to lack hope, or to harbor fear. However, experience has been my diligent teacher. Still, I hate it. I don’t want to raise a child of doubt. I want my son to believe, to hope, to dream that the future holds brighter days. Grandfather, where is the balance between humbly accepting our life’s trials and pleading toward heaven for help, begging for a better tomorrow? And then Sopeap’s lesson drops out of hiding and into my head. “Whether we like it or not, hope is written so deeply into our hearts that we just can’t help ourselves, no matter how hard we try
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