Why Hope is Important?

We all were hopeful that my father, who was in extreme critical situation, will come out of the mouth of death and will live more 10 years of good life.

Well that didn’t happen and he left us on 29^th February, 2016.

(Sometimes I ask myself why 2016 has to be a leap year but then what if it had been 2012?)

Why HOPE is important?

At the time of extreme struggle, sadness and dark, when everything else stands effect less, it is hope that finds you a ray of light.

Last few months of my life, starting from September 2015 when father was first admitted in a hospital, had been rough. I think me and my family went through every possible emotion a normal human can have. Be it being ignorant about death, running through crowd to reach blood bank, calculating finance, finding solace in long lost friends, practicing every superstition, emotional breakdown, physical complications, professional burden and then obviously, keeping the hope alive. It was quite a task for immediate family members and a few from extended family to manage the run from and to hospital. Every single day, a bad news would strike upon us only to break us a little but then there was hope. Every day, the body parameters would come down from bad to worst only to make us blank but then there was hope.

And now that he is gone forever, I ask myself, does hope really help us?

The answer is Yes! May be the firm and strong hope that we held all these months didn’t pay but it did a little magic. It kept us, the family members alive. It may sound too dramatic to those who have never been through such odd times but it is a long, trouble filled road when your close one is suffering from cancer. It is a tough journey. And this is where you need hope, a lots of it.

Never ever in these months I heard my mother or brother speak anything negative about the end result of father’s health. Obviously, no wife or son would ever speak wrong for father and husband’s health but understand such circumstances, unwanted sentences are spoken. Hope gives you positivity. It makes you a positive person. On 7^th February when doctor had declared his helplessness, we were still positive for father’s recovery. It was the hope that made us do daily stuffs. If hope would have been missing of our life, it would have placed us on to the next bed to father’s. You know, in such times, people stop socializing, eating, talking and breathing. Luckily, we did all this so that we can take care of father.

Strength. It is not only in a sport field where you need to showcase all your strength but also in daily life. Now when I look back on those days, I am too surprised to see how we managed all that we had too. This is purely a strong punch of hope that never made us weak and dull. It was a quite a task to run all through a sunny day, sometimes to collect a report or to buy blood platelets. When such hard times strike upon you, you are at your best.

Hope can’t always have real miracles but it does make the whole struggle a little smooth!

And now when he is gone, it is the hope of his well being up in the heaven that is keeping us alive!