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Posted by saw on September 9, 2004, at 7:03:34
The carpenter that was helping to restore my old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tyre made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit and now his ancient van refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.
Afterwards, he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.
“Oh, that’s my trouble tree,” he replied. “I know I can’t help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don’t belong in the house with my wife and children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again”.
“Funny thing is,” he smiled, “when I come out in the morning to pick ‘em up, there aren’t nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before.”
Everybody needs a trouble tree …………
Sabrina
Posted by Emme on September 9, 2004, at 15:36:07
In reply to The Carpenter and Tree, posted by saw on September 9, 2004, at 7:03:34
I really like that. If only I could get the hang of compartmentalizing my life so that problems don't ooze all over the place. I don't own a yard. Maybe I could get a trouble waste basket.
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