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If I Was A Tree, That Would Be Me!
This is Fruitycake. If there was a way that I could harness the power of cold in winter that gives me energy, the sunshiney of summer that gives me warmth in my soul, the letting go of negativity that comes with fall and the spring in my steps that downs with spring, I guess I would be unstoppable! Maybe that is why we have seasons. So that we appreciate each one as it comes, one at a time.
Appreciation is something to learn and master. I’m still working on that. I get pretty focused. If I want pizza or focaccia, that’s all I can think about. And I don’t see much else. Not even the tree in a parking lot I pass every day. How long has it looked like that?
That tree. Just last week, my Girl Person says it was filled with leaves. But the wind came and the leaves dropped.
The fruit that was still on the tree, though? It wasn’t ready to let go and give up and fall too. The fruit knew how beautiful it was and how needed it was.
It knew its value on that tree, even though the wind took down its protection. Even though the season took its strength. Even though it didn’t look like a tree should be, it had fruit. And that was its heart. Its purpose. It’s gifts to the world. It’s a beautiful tree. And if I was a tree, that would be me.
Because when I was left on the streets, I may have been overlooked by others. I may have felt ignored and abandoned. I may have felt invisible. But I only needed to see my own purpose and my own value. I had to wait for the right moment to be full of fruit. And when I was, I didn’t let it go. I didn’t let my sense of humor go or my happiness go just because no one saw it but me.
If I was a tree, that would be me. And there are many others who feel like that tree. Ones that are animals in shelters or on the streets. Older people who feel the same in their hearts and have so much to give left on their branches. Those who may be from countries that are belittled by others or looked at as less than. We all feel like trees sometimes with fruit known only by us.
Your fruit is real, even if no one else sees it. Your fruit is valuable even if no one else tells you. You’re the only one like you. Keep growing.
No matter what. We need YOU, little tree
–Fruitycake
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