It tells that for ages, people complained of their woes and troubles to God.
Eventually God suggested they hang their sorrows on a Sorrow Tree.
Then they could choose a new sorrow from those hanging there.
The people circled the tree,
looking for the very sorrow that would be the perfect fit
and the most bearable,
the one that would be truly them.
But after much searching,
each person eventually reclaimed their own pain.
(There are many variations of this tale. I found this one in "Goodbye" by Melanie G Mason)
May each one of us accept the blessings that grow