A coping mechanism from Facebook -

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Rich Walters
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I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after he had
just finished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire made him lose an
hour of work, his electric drill quit and his ancient one ton truck
refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On
arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the
front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the
branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing
transformation.. His face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two
small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward he walked me to the
car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked
him about what I had seen him do earlier. ‘Oh, that's my trouble tree,'
he replied 'I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one
thing's for sure, those troubles don't belong in the house with my wife
and the children.. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I
come home and ask God to take care of them. Then in the morning I pick
them up again.' 'Funny thing is,' he smiled,' when I come out in the
morning to pick 'em up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember
hanging up the night before. THIS ONE IS WORTH SENDING ON. Life may not
be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance.
We all need a Tree!
(I didn't create this story, but loved it when I read it and wanted to
share)