Now that I live so close, I take a lot of hikes at Oak Mountain. As of now I have experienced all four seasons. I experience so many different emotions when I walk below the trees.
Fall is my favorite. Each leaf is a different color and withdraws a different emotion from my heart and soul. Last week as I was walking the different colors of leaves jumped out at me from the ground. I couldn’t help but pick them up. I came home with a plethora of leaves and my children made fun of me all night. I seem to make them laugh a lot and not because I am any kind of comedian.
Anyway, I was mesmerized by the colors and the details. Each leaf had their own distinct design; just like a snow flake. They also had a lot of flaws. When you see the colored leaves on the trees, you don’t notice the flaws. It is when you get up close that you see the blemishes. It’s like us, isn’t it? Underneath the bright clothes, makeup and smile are the flaws we try so hard to hide.
Back to the leaves. To me, each type of Autumn leaf emits an emotion. The big brown ones on the ground make me sad. They tell me Summer is really gone. Next come the half and half leaves.You see in varying stages the change evolving. I kind of laugh because they almost seem Bipolar, like me!!! I also imagine when I see these leaves how they fought hard to keep their respective color before they fell to the ground. They got so tired of fighting they gave up and fell. Now, the full on bright colored leaf can only mean JOY!!! They jump out at you as you walk through the woods. There is one trail that had these neon yellow leaves. It made me think of BJCC during basketball playoffs:)
Now, my favorite part is seeing the trees as a whole. The landscape of trees emits a sort of peace deep down in my soul. It is God’s mighty work at hand. When I leave the park I see the trees reflecting on the lake. It makes all my falls on my trail runs worthwhile.
Sid died today. Wonderful, beautiful Sid. I didn’t know him. I knew his older brother through team sports. That is where I got to know Lynn and Scott, casually. We talked through a few games; nothing heavy just normal “get to know you” chit chat. I was amazed that she was raising 5 children, 2 of them being beautiful toe head blonds from Russian. Not much else to say.
But we all learned so much from her as she penned her journey with Sid. I know by first account how writing battles depression. I think it was easier for her to write to an audience than to her self. She needed to know that her friends completely understand what she was facing.
Cancer is a scary disease. My mother died from cancer. When she was diagnosed she said under no uncertain terms will she battle this disease with chemo. She didn’t want to be filled with chemo, feeling horrible 24/7 only to be told she was going to die anyway. She did fight for a year and produced some of the prettiest roses ever.
I always thought how I felt after seeing my mother’s fight. I cannot say that now. Sid, you touched me kid. Your subtle rumble with the big C let me know that I can’t give up. You are an angel to many of us even when your still alive.
I have been suffering so in the past 8 weeks. I think about Sid and know he had been battling as well. We are kindred spirits. Every illness we battle some one is too.
Do you remember that movie “Pay it Forward”? This is what Sid did to all of us. He showed us how to be strong in the midst hell. He prayed, He believed. He knew The Big Guy would take care of him dead or alive.
I receive this rock about this time a year ago from a customer shopping. He sat down on one of our benches and just talked. It was nothing earthshattering, however there were hints of greatness.
I have this rock on a doilie. I have been looking at it a wonder what it’s purpose is. It came to me that Lynn may need a prayer rock. That is what I have used. I tried to take it yesterday but only the family was there. So I’ll keep trying.
Sid I know you are so at peace. I promise we will pray over your family from here.