In a quiet garden stood a tree that had once been struck by a storm. The trunk bent sharply, leaning toward the ground, but it did not break. With time, the tree learned to grow in a new direction — upward again, though shaped forever by what it had endured.
Visitors often admired its unusual curve, calling it beautiful.
We, too, carry shapes from the storms we’ve survived — and those shapes tell a story of resilience more beautiful than perfect straightness ever could.