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The Storm


She stood in the kitchen and looked out the window.

She gasped at what she saw.

Her shoulders dropped and her arms went limp.

Hanging her head and turning her gaze to the floor

She whispered softly to herself,

“I just don’t think I can do it anymore.


Cannot make it




A silent, lonely tear rolled down her cheek.

Then she felt his hand on her shoulder.

“My precious Angel,

Why do you cry?”

“Look at me here,” she replied.

“My clothes are all tattered and torn. I am a mess and still weak from the last storm.”

He stood in front of her then

And with a loving hand lifted her chin so

He could meet her eyes and softly said,

“When the storm comes, and we know it will,

Whatever you do this time just hold me tight and




Like you have done before.

Together we can love through anything.

You don’t have to stand alone like you always do.

You have never had to do it by yourself,

But you instinctively let go.

Don’t let go.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Hold on through the storm.”