Lone Leaf

Today, at the fitness park, I noticed a tree that had lost all of its leaves save one. This poor dried up leaf was flapping in the wind (as much wind as you get on a Dec day in Houston, TX) and literally hanging on by a thread. I then begin to wonder why it, above all the others, has been able to withstand the forces of nature. But if you stop and think about it…there has to be a last leaf to fall just like there was most certainly a first. Part of me wanted to just pluck the poor thing off and save it from the misery, another part of me wanted to be artsy and take a photo of the “life” it still contained and the symbolism to reality. However, I must confess, the part of me that won said just to keep walking with the intent to revisit it soon to see if it was able to withstand despite the odds against it.

I guess sometimes in life we feel like that lone leaf ~ for example, when all of friends have moved on to another stage in life and we are left unchanged. Does it mean we are meant to fall into their footsteps with the next stage as well or take our time and fall when nature calls? People constantly ask me when I will marry. Why? Can’t they see that I am content to be that lone leaf hanging on? Am I scared to fall? Maybe. Am I intimidated of life on the other side? Not so much! Have I met any ground more worthy than the tree I am still attached to? Most certainly not!
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I doubt anyone else today will get that much out of the tree in the middle of the fitness park! Happy Holidays! J=