Hope
from an Unexpected Source
It is comforting to know that you can count on certain family members or friends in times of trouble. Also being a source of hope for someone creates a warm feeling in your heart. A more outstanding experience is, in very challenging times, when you can think of no one to turn to and the most unlikely source of hope appears. It’s like a miracle,a revelation you’ll likely never forget. Understandably most people are rarely in such desperate circumstances, but just hearing that such miracle happens is uplifting. Thankfully I’ve never been in circumstances that left me momentarily hopeless, but on more than one occasion I unexpectedly came to another’s rescue.
Witness depths of despair. Observe the regenerating effects of being a breath of fresh air. Life resurfaces!
What a source of insight, an insight to express the draining effects of turmoil and a life renewing relief when an unlikely rescuer appears. One of the many themes in my novel, Baggage burdens. is the powerful effect of hope from unlikely sources.
How dramatic can the effect be when help comes from an unexpected source? This is seen in the life of Jill, protagonist, in my novel, Baggage burdens. For Jill, life hit rock bottom. Her husband divorced her. She had to sell her house, take a job, a low paying job. Just when she thought she was regaining control of her life another driver T-bones her in an intersection. Now, no car, no independence. No one to pick up her children from school––niece unavailable, husband gone, eldest son doesn’t answer his phone. He blames her for the marriage breakup. Only a family friend, a person who she suspects betrayed her during her marital struggle, comes to her rescue. Who could possibly want to come out of a coma to such a troubled life?
Into this impossible situation drifts the smell of aftershave lotion, the one she bought for her eldest son. Is it possible he came to visit her in the hospital? He’s the least likely of all her children, the least likely of anyone she knows to come to see her. Does he actually love her in spite of all the faults he sees in her? What a powerful force to feed her will to live!
A familiar fragrance tickles Jill’s consciousness. What it is she hasn’t determined, but she likes it. The faint smell tempts her to take a deep breath, to enjoy its presence as if she’s savoring the honey fragrance of sweet peas at the farm. Jill knows it’s not the flower. She struggles to choose between delighting in the enchanting scent and solving the mystery of where she first encountered it.
Eternity! Calvin Klein’s Eternity! Jill smiles.
When Daniel first started shaving, he asked his mother what aftershave she thought was nice. He explained he had a girl he wanted to impress. Together they chose Eternity.
Daniel. He’s here.
The presence of Amber, Sarah, or Matt is what Jill expected, but not Daniel. He does love me! Drawing deep breaths to confirm Daniel’s presence, Jill struggles to open her eyes.
A white ceiling comes into view. Where am I?The shade of the white jogs her memory. Hospital. And Daniel is visiting me?
“Daniel. Daniel,” she whispers weakly. Her head turns in the direction of the scent.
haiku capsule:
impossible time,
least likely person arrives.
A white knight appears.
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