Hope Trumps Success
Lucky loves chasing squirrels. She puts everything she’s got into the hunt. When the squirrel escapes up the tree, she’s willing to stand front paw up as long as I’ll let her. She’s been doing this for seven years, and has never once caught a squirrel. The thing is, she never gives up—no mulling, mourning, pondering or second-guesses. Despite the odds stacked against her the mere hope of the catch is enough to put sparkle in her step. From watching her, I have learned that it is the dream that keeps one going day after day, not necessarily the fulfillment. Regardless of how many squirrels get away, she’s always ready for another chance.