I Am Sadly Mistaken...
In my garden there are two trees. It’s my garden, which makes them my trees, but if I think that I’m the one who decides how those trees grow, I am sadly mistaken.
Come rain or shine, the growing goes on. Maybe a new branch, maybe deepening roots, maybe more colourful leaves. Those trees bring me joy, shelter and shade, and it would never occur to me to get upset about how they grow.
In my life there are relationships. It’s my life, which makes them my relationships, but if I think that I’m the only one who decides how those relationships grow, I am sadly mistaken….