Just Keep Swimming

Hope feels like it is fleeting at times. It comes and goes like the tide. I keep searching for a source of hope; something to help push me to keep going. I think in a way that my biggest tragedies can be that source. I know that my 2 angels, Poppy and Hawthorn, want to to be a mom. They want me to have the chance at raising their sibling. Rather than "pushing through" for me and what I want, I need to think about doing it for them. Isn't a parents' job to do all they can for their children? Maybe this is how I can honor them, by not giving up. I'll just keep swimming.