I read this on a blog on Sparkpeople today and wanted to share it with you all, I loved this story.
"The carpenter i hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose a hour of work, his electic saw quit, and then his old pickup truck refuse 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 braches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing trasformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward, he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I ask 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 or in life, but one thing is for sure , troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and children . So i just hang them on the tree every night when i come home. Then in the morning i pick them up again," The funny thing is , " he smiled," when i come out in the morning to pick them up , there aren't nearly as many as i remember hanging up the night before."
I think we all need a trouble tree.
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