Ramblings: Our Tree
A relationship is like a tree.
It takes much nurture, attention, love, and patience in order for it to grow. Its leaves are painted with vibrant colors, flourishing throughout the tree signifying that the relationship is going well.
Sometimes, however, the tree is hit with hardships, such as cold winters, or dry summers causing the leaves to stale and turn a charcoal black color, slowly falling off the tree. This is when a relationship goes through a tribulation, or argument, or disagreement.
The leaves will wrinkle and slowly, the leaves will begin to float off the tree in departion. This is critical. The tree is dying. Should the leaves all fall off the tree, and nothing is done to repair the tree, or if it is too late for anything to be done, the tree will wither away and die.
And the relationship will die.
Should the tree survive however, if somehow it is able to be repaired, and nurtured once again, the leaves on the tree that had already fallen can never be replicated. But, new leaves will take its place both stronger and more vibrant than before having survived such discourse. A new and stronger tree will be borned as a result.
And the relationship will survive, and continue to flourish.
Growing, blooming, flourishing; an irrevocably beautiful phenomenon.
