I have never felt so sad about doing what I perceive as the
right thing for us.
This weekend we cut down a beautiful sugar maple which
hovered right above our roof… In spring time with new leaves peaking through,
this tree would have been the a sight to behold.. I can still remember waking
to the chirping of the birds outside our bedroom window.. now I wonder if I
will ever hear them again.
Practically, we did the right thing, with hurricanes getting
bigger and bigger, having a huge tree above our house would be a liability we
can do without.
Then why do I feel like a murderer? Why do I feel this awful
sense that I have wronged ??
This is in fond memory of a tree that once was ….
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