Last update: 10 September, 2015
There are people in our lives who they make us happy for simple randomness to have met them on our way.
Some walk the path by our side, seeing many suns rise, but others we hardly see between one step and another. We all call "friends" and there are different types.
Each leaf of a tree represents one of our friends. The first that comes from the shoot is ours dad friend and our friend mom, which show us what life is. Later, the brothers friends, with which we divide our space so that they can flourish like us.
Let's get to know the whole family of leaves that we respect and love.
Destiny also introduces us to other friends, which we did not know we would cross on our way. Many of them we call them friends of the soul, of the heart. They are sincere, they are true. They know when we are not well, they know what makes us happy.
Sometimes one of these special friends gets into our hearts in a particular way and, therefore, we talk about friend in love. It makes our eyes shine, it is music to our ears, butterflies in the stomach.
There are also those friends who share with us only a period, holidays or days or hours. They make us laugh all the time we are with them.
We cannot forget distant friends, those that are found in the tips of the branches and that, when the wind blows, appear between one leaf and another.
Time passes, summer ends, autumn is approaching and we lose some leaves; some will be born the following summer and others will remain for many seasons. However, what makes us happier is that those who have fallen continue to stay close to us, feeding our roots with joy. They are memories of wonderful moments when our destinies crossed.
I wish you, leaf of my tree, peace, love, health, luck and prosperity. Today and always ...Simply because each person who passes through our life is unique. He always leaves something of himself and takes a little of us.
There will be those who will carry much, ma DON'T there will be none that will leave nothing.
This is the greatest responsibility of our life and the clear proof that two souls do not meet by chance.
This beautiful story, “The tree of friends”, by the great Jorge Luis Borges perfectly illustrates how relationships occur in the tree of our life. Perhaps the leaves of a tree will fly, but it is certain that the branch will bloom again.
A friend is the one who knows all your flaws and, despite that, loves you. Perhaps these are the friends of the soul and the friends in love, the ones we can call life companions. They are tremendously brave and it is thanks to them that we are always leafy and colorful.
I believe that one of the major difficulties of being a tree is defoliation, that is, to make our leaves turn yellow and fall for the harvest. There are leaves that last our whole life, there are leaves that fall as soon as you touch them and, then, there are leaves that fall before autumn comes, and these are the most painful.
That some of them detach from our branches prematurely can make us think we are a sick tree, they certainly cause deep sadness in our roots. However, once they rot, they bring the beauty they were meant to bring and make room for the new leaves that will come with spring.
It's simple, like trees, our greatest aspiration is to have lush leaves and juicy fruits, the most beautiful, our greatest treasure. Our major responsibility is to stay vigorous, take root and keep growing; ultimately, to be symbols of love, health and prosperity.
