The roots of a family tree run deep for they were planted long ago.
Generation upon generation have watched that sapling grow
into a tree whose myriad of branches now reach into the sky,
into a tree whose strength and beauty is impossible deny.
There is also no denying how the formation of that tree
has has been shaped by many blessings…and much adversity.
There is joy in each new branch…happiness in each new leaf
no matter if they’ve endured for years…or if their time with us was brief.
And there is sorrow in the tree as well for representing every grief…
there is a branch that has been broken…there is a fallen leaf.
If you are a branch that has been broken..or a leaf that has fallen from the tree…
It may be difficult to remain hopeful…it may be difficult to see
how that family tree wouldn’t be the same without the portion you brought to it…
and even though your heart is broken…you will somehow muddle through it…
For you will soon discover…that a new tree is conceived…
growing from the remnants of broken branches…
from the remains of fallen leaves
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