Waiting.. and forgetting to hope

Two days ago I had a suprise. Have you ever experienced hoping and waiting and working and getting frustrated and angry and annoyed and nearly giving up but hanging on all the same, and waiting some more.. until you almost give up hope that what you are hoping for will ever come to pass?

I have.

And this time, I think I actually had given up hope, but continued partly out of stubbornness because I believed it was right and partly because I thought it might do some good. It wasn't huge in the broad scheme of things (yes, I am planning to infuriatingly not share what), but it was long, and it makes a difference to me.

And it seems to have come through.
But I hardly believe it, and I hardly dare to start building dreamy castles in air, but there you go.

Hope. May I not give up on it.

ta, God.