Hope is alive

i often forget the power that is behind this statement. And for me maybe that can be a problem of mine, is that something so powerful can become mundane. But in the mundane comes the joy from realizing powerful statements again.
i spent the weekend in Ashland for their AIDS benefit called Daedalus Project. As i stood last night with others in memory of loved ones gone again it was brought to mind the power of the mundane. It's been 15 years since my uncle lost his battle with AIDS, and even last night i still felt that twinge of pain of the great loss. It also hit me as all of us who had lost someone stood. How bad this really is, how powerful this pandemic truly is.
But hope is alive... We may not see it, it may take longer than we feel it should. Hope lives within us, it keeps us going... It gives us reason to move, to believe that there will one day be a cure for AIDS, for cancer, for poverty, for oppression...