Do something

Human beings describe themselves as all heart, or rational to the core, or soft hearted, even canny, but I think it is their tenaciousness that really defines them.

When everything is falling apart; relationships appear to be dissolving; money is insufficient for needs; the world appears to be on the edge of doomsday, human beings tend to find a way to see through it all to the end of a tunnel -- even if that tunnel belongs to someone else.

Minds are set up to use whatever ploy they need to survive until the next moment. And the beauty of that is that everything changes. Just one small tweak opens the door for a new way of dealing with whatever is going on and the value of holding on till then encourages our way of getting there.

Hope really can spring eternal. It can reside on slippery slopes, or between Scylla and Charybdis, but sometimes that's all it takes. Hard choices are still choices.

A life defined by the choices made while clinging to the last shreds of hope can seem more heroic, or more pitiful than it really is, because in the end it was a crap shoot that either worked, or didn't. The important part was that no one gave up without doing something.