Hope Springs Eternal, or Spring Hopes Eternally

My job at Verizon wrapped up sooner than I thought. I started looking for a new job on February 15th. The writing was on the wall – obviously the web portal for the iPhone sale worked better than anticipated and all the resources Verizon gathered to help weren’t needed. I think I might have taken two to three calls an hour that last week. People were going to have to go home.

All this time that my employment has been sporadic, it’s been hard, but we’re making it without too much pain. What we’ve needed, we’ve had on hand to supply. We’re amazingly blessed, during this recession, to have been able to get by with what we have.

So here we are, at the start of Spring. I know I will have a new job shortly. I don’t know where yet, although I do want to be the pick of the litter for PowerScore. (I go back for a third interview, with the CEO, on Tuesday. Keep your fingers crossed – I can’t say how much I’d like to work for this company.) It will come soon, and 2011 will end up being a better year than 2010.

I know it’s a cliche, that hope springs eternal. However, what do we have, if we don’t have hope? If we don’t have that something to look forward to, that things will get better, I’ll lose that 10 pounds, I’ll land that job, we’ll buy our dream house, and ultimately that Heaven awaits and at last we’ll see the Face of Love when we get there … then there’s nothing but turmoil, pain, struggle, loneliness, death.

Who wants to wake up every morning with that? Isn’t it better, even if the things we hope for (I’m not including Heaven in this statement) never come to fruition, to have that bright star to set our sites on, to reach for? To always be hoping, in staying optimistic, I think is the way to reach your best.

It’s springtime here in Charleston. The days are appreciably warmer. The sun shines more than it doesn’t. The camellias are in bloom and the azaleas are about to burst forth. There’s an anticipation in the air that is almost tangible. There is hope in the air… can’t you feel it?


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