
A healing embrace
The gift of a loving soul
Wears many faces
A burden borne for others
Lightening the heart of both
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What I had observed in my fish tank with my little dying fish, I was privileged to see again in my son’s pond. His sick fish had been at death’s door for several days, floating on its side, unable to swim upright and becoming weaker by the day. The poor orfe had no quality of life at all and spent all its time hiding under leaves, floatng on its side. How it had survived for so long, we did not know. We had medicated the pond, inadvertently changed most of the water with the filter debacle, and improved the water quality with a heavy-duty dose of beneficial bacteria.
There was nothing else we could do/. Then the fish developed an ulcer on its side from…
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