Trees

I have a confession, but I have no shame in divulging it. I confess that I am a tree hugger. I have always loved trees. There are many things about them that I find endearing. I love that trees are green. I love that they are so diverse. I love that they keep such good weather records with the width of each ring. I love that my parents and their parents planted trees and I can still go and touch a piece of history as well as a family legacy. I love that trees give off so much oxygen. I love that trees provide homes for animals. I even love trees because they provide homes for us. However, I love trees best for their strength and because that strength represents years of determination and experience. If there was any one thing that I would choose to represent me, it would be a tree.

Now, there was an ice storm this past weekend that destroyed many trees in Oklahoma. Norman is chock full of trees and I have found that those trees give this city a small-town feel. The university is known for its trees because David Ross Boyd, the university's first president, planted them all over campus in an effort to make students feel more at home. Campus is a beautiful place to be because of the trees, but due to the snow storm a great many of these trees have been irrevocably damaged - many even completely destroyed. So, at first sight, the university has become a very dismal place to be simply because of the destruction of natural growth and the rearrangement of scenery that took decades to become so beautiful.

When I was younger my mother would let me decorate our Christmas tree. After I would finish the tree she would often go and move a few ornaments or lights when she thought I wasn't looking. She would rearrange the lights so the branches wouldn't seem so constricted against the trunk. She would shuffle presents underneath the bows to make the tree more beautiful. I used to think she was being a perfectionist, but what I realized with the aftermath of the storm is that while these trees have been seemingly mutilated beyond recognition, Mother Nature has found and will continue to find ways to make them beautiful again. So, what I first saw as a major setback for the beauty of campus is really just a part of life. Nothing can be so steadfast and resolute as not to be broken, but growth will always exist and these things that fought so hard to grow tall and strong will find ways to stand tall and strong again. Some of their weak spots have been attacked, but for those that remain standing they will continue to ascend and improve themselves.

Here's to standing strong and determined.

That's all for now.