I don’t hope you find all that you’re looking for. I hope you try. I hope you look for truth and I hope you sometimes look alone. I hope you carry your heart out in your hands and I hope it stains everything you touch. I hope you learn to love the winters as much as you love your summers. I hope you wait for sunsets like you wait for it to rise and I hope you look out your window every night to see where the moon is this time. I hope you learn to take pictures but remember that somethings you can’t keep forever. I hope you hope. I hope that you laugh until it hurts, always. And let yourself cry. But not always. I hope you look at people and see God. I hope you look at nature and see God. I hope you see Him in everything. I hope you make decisions and I hope you make mistakes and I hope you turn around and I hope you keep on going. I hope you realize that you really are that special. That you really are enough. I hope you never sell yourself short. Because you don’t have a price. I hope you learn to let people live and love, and I hope sometimes you teach them and I hope sometimes you learn from them. Because I hope you know you are not alone.

I don’t hope you find all that you’re looking for. This is because I hope you never stop looking. And living. And wanting. And changing.