A Tree Like Me
Sometimes I need a good visual to remind me of what is right and good in the world. Our new home has great scenery. My friend stopped by this morning and said, "check out this tree!" Right next to my patio was this beauty. Big, bright, beautiful, strong and sturdy. I thought to myself, "hey, that tree is kind of like me". I am sure this tree has seen some storms, it's leaves have been tossed to and fro, and it knows what feels like to be green and lush in the warmth of the sun and to be barren in the winter. And yet, here it stands...big, bright, beautiful, strong, and sturdy. Caregiving for a spouse on hospice can have you feeling like a tree caught in a thunderstorm. Even in the storm, you have to remember that you are a tree, planted, rooted, and grounded in a love so amazing and so divine. When nights are rough, (and trust me in these caregiving streets, they get rough), you are big and bright and beautiful and sturdy and strong. In our new place, I wake up ...