I was out for a run when I saw this image. It was a striking image that I stopped and cried because it reminded me that we are all different but in our own unique ways, we're special.
I was feeling lost -- sort of. I forgot how to express myself, to focus, to be at peace.
My father passed away 20 days ago. He was sick for 5 long years and the past 5 months, his body deteriorated.
I thought I was ready because my father was in so much pain.
I thought knowing that he was no longer suffering and that he'd be in heaven would ease the pain of his death.
"Death" - writing that word brought shivers to my skin. It pierced through my bones. It hurt!
However, seeing the much smaller tree and how pink its leaves amidst the green landscape of full-grown trees reminded me that my life is special. I'm surrounded with love, kindness and thoughtfulness.
My father will always be in my heart and I know that he'll be watching over me.
"Que sera, sera"