The Future of Repair.
T.F.R.
The Holiday Season is coming.
Got any traditions? All mine are about dysfunction. . .
I'm Scared, for these upcoming holidays . .
If I am okay, repaired, or happy or whatever it is that I want to be . . .
Will this time with my family not show it through?
Holidays will show who I am, and how I am. I am suppose to be happy.
But, am I? Will I be?
I was not last, nor the year before last. Maybe this year I will.
The process of a tree losing is beautiful. Losing leaves and yet without them still remains such a wonder, such a beauty. The entire being of a tree is an amazing process. The tree holds many purposes in todays world. I can relate remarkably to a tree . . . Relating to a tree more than most people I know of . . . I know this isn't sane but, is it insane? Not nearly.
The leaves have fallen.
The leaves are gone.
The trees still stand, with out the leaves.
The trees are still beautiful.
The Hope is still embedded within the bark of a beautiful,strong tree.
Wish me Luck.
Hope goes to you, as well, on this holiday season.