We tied the pinecone to the scrawny tree that remains bare year round, bears no leaf. A craft made by Betty in Sunday School, or perhaps in after-school care. It has been there for at least a year, maybe two. Once upon a time, it was coated with peanut butter and birdseed, a wintertime treat for the birds.
It dangles. Sways in the summer wind. Smashes against branches in winds and rains twice as fast as the 25 mile-per-hour speed limit on our town's main road.
It's tied with simple twine. Nothing fancy. And yet it defies understanding on days like this - a day that saw the roof of the Fire Department up the 25 mph. road collapse in the snow. In a day where the windows rattled and the winds shrieked, when the thundersnow thumped and when records were shattered, the pinecone holds on.
It is there, and today it reminds me of the words that one of my blogging friends wrote (I think you know who you are) during a very dark time last winter.
We promised once to hold on, to never give up on one another no matter what.
It is the same here, too, I thought, with us. Whether it is the stormy ride of this autism journey we're on, or the chipping away caused by others and circumstances out of our control, in the midst of the storms of life we have only one choice.
Keep holding on.
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