Wish and hope are somehow related.
Cousins. Sisters, maybe.
They’re so close to the same.
One is longing for what could have been; the other is optimism for what might be. Both are whispers of want.
“I hope daddy would be at the park when we fly our kites.”
“I hope daddy will be here to open that for you. He’s so strong.”
“I hope daddy will be here in the summer to go camping.”
Wish is the word you’re looking for, lovey.
And I wish with you.