Easter has always been a day of hope, but this year more than ever before. As I grapple with so many unanswered questions and difficult doubts, I'm holding onto hope that through Jesus Christ, what is now shattered can be repaired. Hope that I can always overcome the challenges of life through Him. Hope that He truly understands what I feel because He suffered it for me. Hope that anything, literally anything, is possible, even overcoming seemingly insurmountable trauma. I'm leaning heavily on these hopes right now, praying that they can be true for me, and doing whatever I can to trust in His power to restore my life and heal my wounds. As Charlotte said, "This Easter is symbolic of my rebirth."
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