There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest in turn to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter the second in the spring the third in summer and the youngest son in the fall.
The last son disagreed with all of them. He said it was ripe and drooping with fruit full of life and fulfilment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree or a person by only one season and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure joy and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it’s winter you will miss the promise of your spring the beauty of your summer fulfillment of your fall.
Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don’t judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come sometime or late.