The Story of the Tree & the Tree House
 

by Dave de Felice

When speaking publicly about suicide, I like to tell the story of the tree and the tree house. It's a true story. There is, in fact, a tree, and there are the remnants of the treehouse. Both are in my backyard.

The tree is sturdy, large and leafy, taller than my two-story house, and mature, its trunk nearly three-feet thick. For children from a bygone era it was nature's version of playground equipment. More than just for climbing, the tree's hand-shaped branches held a tree house built many years ago by a farmer for his children.

As the years passed, the tree house fell away until nothing was left but a two-by-four attached to the trunk. As the tree grew taller and thicker, the board climbed higher and sank deeper into the trunk. Obviously, a board with rusty nails embedded in a tree is not natural to the tree, but the tree continued to grow so that today the trunk, bark and board are one.

The lesson that perhaps can be taken from the tree and the tree house is that when a tragedy becomes attached to our hearts, then we must find a way to grow with it, grow around it and allow it to be with us, but of course not become us. That is growth. And growth takes courage.

To Alffe
 

And you are courageous, Alffe.

I'm making copies of several things to take as handouts for tonights support meeting...this is one of those.:grouphug:

Alffe
 

good choice.

I love to read these thing you bump up...

I read it as if its the first time.... its familiar... yet its not...

because today I'm different than I was the last time I read this...

we all are...

and that's why I love to read these things you bump up :D

I'm glad to read this Addy because "long time family members" have heard it all before but the newcomers need to. Thank you for sharing that. :hug:

And how are you today??? :grouphug:

I'm doing very well thanks for asking ((Alffeeee))... I had Grand-Addy overnight so its taking me a while to catch up on the threads here...

and, that said, if I am a little incoherent in any of my thread posts this evening... its because I'm once again mentally/physically exhausted after being with my little darling... !!!

Do you bookmark the threads? or do you search for them?

That is so, so very true. Very important.

another bump...still sooo true. :grouphug:

Did I mention I like it when you bump up threads, Alffe?!!

:confused: and could you please answer my question above because I still would like to know:

:hug:

Thank you!
I needed to read this....
Hugs,
Abbie

Me too Abbie..... sigh...... me too.... {{{{HUGS}}}}

No, I search for them dear friend. :hug:

bump because we need to remember it.

And the Remembrance.....
 

......is always worthwhile, though bittersweet.

Pondering those of my extended family who have gone down that path not to return. The remnant of the treehouse, the tree growing even so....... help.

Blessings to all, :grouphug: