A single snowflake falls.
The mighty oak doesn’t even feel it’s weight.
Winter brings more rain, more ice, more snow.
The smaller trees begin to break under the weight of the snow.
The mighty oak continues to stand proud as trees around it buckle.
The next ice storm downs a medium size tree, who helplessly falls under the weight of the ice in it’s branches.
The mighty oak continues to stands tall in the promise of spring. But even for the mighty oak, the winter has taken it’s toll. The ravages of the rain, the snow and the ice are there, but unseen.
A single snowflake falls.
The mighty oak falls too.
I am so sorry Nicole. There are no words to help you through your grief.
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My heart is with you. It will be 15 months tomorrow since I lost my 36 year old son to suicide. You are completely entitled to whatever you’re feeling, doing, not doing, not feeling. Take care of yourself. You’re the only one who knows how to that. I’ll be thinking of you and praying for peace and serenity in the midst of all your pain. 😔❤️
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