One can only hope

How can one live past pain. Sometimes you think you will die and just cannot go on. But you live on be it after the blinding 'kill me right now' migraine or labour pain or the pain of losing someone.
What is it that makes someone keep going in circumstances where others throw up their hands and say 'I am done with life'.
Hope. That beautiful four letter word that tomorrow rests on. The hope a father has when pulling a rickshaw that the money he eanrs will help his child go to school. The hope a son has that doing the last rights for his mother will take him to heaven. The hope that a couple has when they plan for a vacation, the hope someone has when they make a fixed deposit.
Hope is so much a part of our thinking that v do not even realise its presence. Thinking of tomorrow in itself is a hope that v will have a tomorrow.
Cheers to hope, the thought that pulls us through today.