I feel sad and depressed, but I still have hope.

All along my path of life, I look back and realize hope was always there. Even when things seemed their darkest, shards of hope remained. Somehow I was able to gather them together and move along.

I've been through darker days than this. But having moved into the light, when the darkness approaches, I worry that that was the last of the light I'd been allowed.

But I can laugh and smile. I still have hope.