Dropping Your Identity of Hope: No Strings Attached!
Recently, I was imagining what it’s like to be me, with no hope attached to what I do and don’t do. What an interesting moment. I realized the degree to which so much of who I’ve been being and what I’ve been doing has been related to hoping that the outcome would be in my favor. Having lived in hope for so long, I can tell you it hasn’t been a fun and easy ride. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone! As many of you know already, I grew up in a large Catholic family, my dad was a doctor,
