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In spite of the appearance of everything falling apart… in spite of not recognizing yourself anymore… in spite of feeling completely disoriented, you can hang on. If you hang on, the sun will rise again tomorrow and you can see the beauty of spring flowers, a symbol of hope.

You don't know what to do, yet a tiny voice inside whispers, “Hang on. You can do it.” Just being able to hear that voice is reassuring.

Sometimes you have to ask someone stronger than yourself to help because you, alone, no longer have the strength. You could even write the words, Hang On, on sticky notes and put them on the mirror or refrigerator. Stick them in lots of places so you see them often. There is power hidden in these words.

I’m sure the blooms waiting safely within frozen bulbs somehow know that if they just hang on, they will eventually feel the warmth of the sun, allowing them to finally grow. I hope you can accept encouragement from the blooms and little by little, you’ll find that hanging on isn’t so difficult. Little by little you will store those words in your heart, not just on a mirror.

Just like the blooms hidden within the bulbs, please know that warmth and light are within reach.

Today, know that you can hang on.

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