Pockets of Hope for More Good Times and Noodle Salad

2 Oct

Pockets of hope. I’m filling them up and sending them through the cosmic airwaves, wanting them to reach a Puerto Rican family, or a grieving family member of a slain music lover in Las Vegas.

In just one month, a lifetime of heart aches and hurt, and recovery seems so distant. But pockets of hope that fill the air can land on someone’s shoulder and make it possible to get through the day.



Pocket of Hope

Breathing in the morning air and facing the warm glow of the early sun gave me pause. I realized in mid-breath that the same sun that shined on me in this peaceful, hidden habitat was the same sun warming the faces of teary eyed music fans that remained grieving. in disbelief over the deaths and unexplained violence of bullets. It was the same sun that rose over a broken island functioning on the mercy of kindness.

Sadness and aching hearts are a part of life I wish we never had, but there are silent tragedies that happen everyday when no one is looking, when Facebook and Twitter don’t post links, when newspapers and local TV stations don’t report the story. It’s a time to strengthen resolve and bring in laughter when sadness tries to darken it out. It’s a time where pockets of hope rise up and communities forge together.

It’s a time where finding moments of laughter can help heal a little, because those are small steps to the recovery of happier times, to good times and noodle salad moments that were being robbed from people .

So as just one person, far away from both tragedies, I ask myself what I can do to help someone who’s suffering. I can click on links and donate, I can send good vibes and positive wishes, I can raise awareness to their cause, and I can try to lighten the heavy load in their hearts and on their shoulders by trying to comfort those that are suffering and make someone smile. I can continue sending pockets of hope their way, and try to stand with them during  an overwhelming pain.

It’s always lightheartedness and finding the funny at not-so-funny times so that we can go on, that’s the formula over here at The Wish Factor. But making light of an act of cruelty isn’t.  Awareness in hopes of bringing about change is what I champion for, and I hope that sadness felt by so many in Las Vegas and Puerto Rico isn’t breaking their spirits, as the whole nation stands with them, sending pockets of hope and doing what we can for healing hearts.

Buen Camino my friends.





6 Responses to “Pockets of Hope for More Good Times and Noodle Salad”

  1. Dentler Erdmann October 4, 2017 at 6:20 PM #

    Beautifully written. Sometimes pockets of hope are all we have. It’s the best we can do, but sometimes pockets of hope seem so inadequate for heart-breaking events like the catastrophic weather in Puerto Rico and the horrific slaughter in Vegas. Sometimes the best I can do is just go to bed and cry.

    • The Guat November 4, 2017 at 1:11 AM #

      Thanks Erdie!!! For the most part they are inadequate in the long run, but just for a minute it feels all right … a minute. Other times a good cry to let everything out helps the soul. I think everyone does a little of both 🙂

  2. BeckiesMentalMess.wordpress.com October 5, 2017 at 4:14 PM #

    Hello, Such a somber time for our nation under God. I use to hate when people would say “Things happen for a reason.” What is the reasoning for all the hurt the several thousand are going through?
    I love when you write about the sun shining on your face, whereas the same sun is shining down on those who have suffered. I have thought about that a lot too.
    Beautifully written.
    Thak you.

    • The Guat November 4, 2017 at 1:15 AM #

      Thanks so much for your kind words. I totally completely agree with you I hate it when people say that,especially when things are raw. That’s the last thing people need to be saying. It helps nobody, people need to keep that during the retrospective thoughts when everything has passed and you’re on great footing. Then they can bust that out. But I do feel like that when the sun is on me it’s on them too, the same sun, but the feeling is different. I try to send them good vibes and strength, because what they’re going through has got to be tough. Thanks for stopping by.

  3. reocochran October 8, 2017 at 5:53 PM #

    This is very well thought out and shows a truly giving heart. I try to live by giving positives and sometimes nothing but words. Prayers and blessings may result. 🕊❤💞

    • The Guat July 6, 2019 at 10:00 AM #

      My apologies for just now responding! You were hiding in my spam mail forever! Thanks so much for stopping by and reading. I really appreciate the kind words and blessings. Especially with posts like these. Sending you some positive vibes.

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