Reflections: A Branch to Hold Me
August 5, 2014
I am a typically upbeat person who believes that happiness is a choice. However, sometimes the weight of life drags me down, just as it does everyone. In those times I have a tendency to long for something more in my life–a shoulder to lean on, a branch to hold me.
Like the dogwood, getting its strength from the limbs of the tree, we all subsist and draw strength from the branches and stems that hold us up in life. I’ve been a flower without benefit of that which holds me up for a very long time. Still I blossom and grow. Yet, there is that knowledge deep inside of my soul that recognizes that this flower is still like every other flower that flourishes best when there is sustenance not only within but without as well.
