When change wrecks your life

the life you have always known

it is difficult to adjust.

Outside they saw down the trees that have graced my home for the more than twenty years that I have lived here.

The splintering of the wood is nothing like the shattered, raw feelings I have.

No one asked. It’s just being done.

Progress for some, I guess, but for me

its heart breaking.

Trees that blossomed in the springtime

transforming my world into a beautiful heaven on earth for a few days.

It never was a problem to sweep  up those blossoms that had fallen.

No, I was always thankful for those trees.

Trees that gave us piles of leaves that my girls jumped in

in the fall.

Yes, yellows and oranges and reds.

But now another limb has fallen

and my heart sinks even deeper.

So what do you do when what you cherished is cut down and destroyed?

How do you handle those waves of helplessness?

Accept those things you cannot change

I whisper to myself all the while trying to block out the sounds coming in my open window.

Change what you can —

Some days there seems so little that I can change.

Feeling so small and lost in the ocean of progress

my spirit wilts and shakes within.

My last spring seeing those gorgeous pink and white blossoms opening.

My last fall watching the falling leaves making a colorful blanket outside.

Life is change

Leaving the familiar and embracing the new.

Sometimes with reluctance

Othertimes kicking and screaming.

Holding those memories close to the heart.

Today, holding them tightly knowing that no man can take those from us.

Outside a barren place.

In my heart an open wound

that only the Father can heal.

Come to Me, He whispers and I fall before Him today

seeking His comfort.

He knows what those trees meant to me. He knows and that’s enough for me.

Be thankful in all things. Be thankful for every memory that you have.

Gifts from the Father’s Hand.