The oak and the willow

 “The oak fought the wind and was broken, the willow bent when it must and survived.”
― Robert Jordan, The Fires of Heaven

Quite symbolic of how I'm feeling right now. I sense the wind coming in my direction. I sense it pushing me over with an impulsive strength. Will I be the oak or the willow? I choose the willow, which means that I must keep myself afloat through these strenuous times. It will be OK. We will make it through.