Hope and other abstract feelings

It has been over a year that I have been living in Brownsville by the border of Mexico and Texas.And I have been through tough times living another world way different from Austin(capital of Texas) and even my own hometown,Fortaleza.
But as I have been on a severe depression treatment and my medicine has been working well.
I see hope.I may make my plans in Portuguese but I write them in English and there is hope in this place.
I still find it hard to live however someway you get used to it and you find friends..
I have been working at Starbucks and I have been planning things for my future which do not depend where I would be living.I just have to make the best of it.And here when it come to be an immigrant as I am...You find hope and joy.Sometimes it is a smile from a friendly customer like Becky(a sweet young girl) that makes me wonder...If teenagers can live in Brownsville,so can I.
I also see that I am not a young person anymore..Boy,I am 36 y.o....Time does fly...
So,I am growing as a human being and I see that this has been helping me a lot.
Over the years I have heard from my friends that they see hope and joy in me...I guess that's because I love life.
Love your life.Because I love mine.