So, it's a rainy morning. Get out of bed, have coffee, get on the computer, light the tree and enjoy the quiet morning hour, rain gently falling outside. A peaceful kind of quiet. Ah. Then, something changes. A word spoken out of turn? Some small act of annoyance? Who knows. But the mood changes and it's not so peaceful anymore, but a strained silence. What happened?
The tree is still it, the rain is still falling gently outside, and so are my tears.