Today I found myself thinking about hope. Not discovering it, necessarily. More like reacclimatizing to it. I know (all too well) that there will always be challenges in our lives, that there will always be hard things for us to tackle, but lately I've found myself wondering what it means to genuinely re-open the door to hope after (or during) a difficult season, to embrace and even embody the possibility of good things, beauty, and joy especially when life feels extra tough.