Madea said it best. Some friends are like the leaves on a tree, and with the slightest breeze they are gone. Some are like branches, you think they're strong but they can break. But then there the roots, the roots who are there through thick and thin, holding down the tree for anything and through anything. My tree is just barely making it. My roots weren't as rooted as I thought they were, and yet it is blossomed with many leaves stretched along its weak branches. I feel somewhat like Charlie Brown and his Christmas tree. So small and frail, and yet I see the beauty in mine as he saw in his.
You see, those leaves are very important in my life. Even if they are there only just for a moment. These are the leaves that leave memories and life long lessons long after they are gone. I have a story about a leaf, a branch, and my roots, all who have taught me great things.
My leaf was a girl from my high school. We had become close friends because we both played on our basketball team. We bust ass together, and had many laughs together. There were times also when we both we going through problems that we needed one another to help lean on. I'm used to no one being there for me and no one listening to what I need to say, so once I found someone who actually cared, I spoke my mind and my heart freely. But my problem was, was that I didn't listen. Being that we were close at the time, she brought it to my attention and I sincerely felt bad because I didn't know. As the season ended, our friendship faded, but the lesson she taught me didn't.
My branch is/was my ex. I had been with him for two and a half years. That's two and a half years of love, hate, happiness and sadness. We thought we would be, but I soon realized before he did that it wouldn't work out. His ambition didn't match mine, and while I was trying to make my dreams a reality, he was still sleeping. I tried my best to bring him up with me, but rather than rising up, he was pulling me down. I wouldn't allow his lack of ambition be the cause of my self destruction and so he was dropped from the team. But he was my love and he was my heart. He helped me realize a lot of things. I learned how to love and how to let others love me. I learned how be patient, and I learned how to give 150 percent in a relationship. I also learned how to throw a right hook which came in handy with him and I a couple of times. : )
My roots are still weak, but I believe that they are growing stronger. I have been blessed with meeting a few people who I believe can help my tree become stronger and more grounded. With our bond as the water, I watch my roots growing stronger and stronger, and soon it will be strong enough to face any wind that blows through. Hopefully : )
If you think I'm easily influenced, you are easily mistaken
True Tales of Toni
You see, those leaves are very important in my life. Even if they are there only just for a moment. These are the leaves that leave memories and life long lessons long after they are gone. I have a story about a leaf, a branch, and my roots, all who have taught me great things.
My leaf was a girl from my high school. We had become close friends because we both played on our basketball team. We bust ass together, and had many laughs together. There were times also when we both we going through problems that we needed one another to help lean on. I'm used to no one being there for me and no one listening to what I need to say, so once I found someone who actually cared, I spoke my mind and my heart freely. But my problem was, was that I didn't listen. Being that we were close at the time, she brought it to my attention and I sincerely felt bad because I didn't know. As the season ended, our friendship faded, but the lesson she taught me didn't.
My branch is/was my ex. I had been with him for two and a half years. That's two and a half years of love, hate, happiness and sadness. We thought we would be, but I soon realized before he did that it wouldn't work out. His ambition didn't match mine, and while I was trying to make my dreams a reality, he was still sleeping. I tried my best to bring him up with me, but rather than rising up, he was pulling me down. I wouldn't allow his lack of ambition be the cause of my self destruction and so he was dropped from the team. But he was my love and he was my heart. He helped me realize a lot of things. I learned how to love and how to let others love me. I learned how be patient, and I learned how to give 150 percent in a relationship. I also learned how to throw a right hook which came in handy with him and I a couple of times. : )
My roots are still weak, but I believe that they are growing stronger. I have been blessed with meeting a few people who I believe can help my tree become stronger and more grounded. With our bond as the water, I watch my roots growing stronger and stronger, and soon it will be strong enough to face any wind that blows through. Hopefully : )
If you think I'm easily influenced, you are easily mistaken
True Tales of Toni
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