She Smiled Slightly at her Secret Thought

I love this tree.  I get a picture of it every single time I'm at Wild Mountains.  I can't help it.  I don't understand it at all.  Its the only tree that hangs off the side of the mountain.  Its literally grows out then up.

I like to think as it was growing, it was the weakest of the bunch of trees.  As it grew, it had to fight for light and space.  So it fought and fought for the heat of the sun, the room in the sky.  So as you see it today you see it stronger than the rest.  Higher and thicker.  It stands out to say, look at what you can accomplish, even if you have nothing.

No one knows my story.  A few close friends, like Rachel and Trista.  But no one knows what life was like for me as a kid and the things I've overcome.  And looking back at the choices I made at 15, 16, and 17, I can see how those choices affected my life.   It's great to be able to say, honestly, I am no longer any part of the little girl who was scared and hurt.  And my base is a solid foundation, but what happened doesn't keep me in the shadow of what could have been.

I'm happy.  That makes me very very happy. 

And I love this tree.  Its breathtaking to me.  Makes me smile.  Makes me proud. 

Don't bother posting to me the scientific reason this tree is so different to the rest.  Emotion will win out over logic on this one.

Thanks.  ;-P

xoxoxo