In hoping, I've come to realise the beauty in trusting that a thing will work for me and it finally did. Having hope has enabled me to be honest with myself and the decisions I make. It gives me that perfect assurance that I'm not hoping on what I can give myself but I'm trusting my optimism to the winds of life. Hope is more like faith in what hasn't been seen, though the two has some differences. I've been able to subdue my fears and brace up for a better tomorrow. But then in hoping, it has sometimes left me In deep depression when it fails, the pain associated with a failed goal or plan hoping to work is like a deep cut in the neck. As much as truly hope provides healing, it's the worst risk ever to take.