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Tuesday, December 6, 2011

We Are Shaking The Tree

December - it's my new November. Until last year, November was my nemesis. The time when skeletons came rattling out of my closet to beat my spirits down with their femur. Even during the dullest years of my life, I can't remember a dull day in November. But this year was different.

2011, I guess was always a little off. What with major natural disasters, including Kim Kardashian's wedding, the trivial trials of life had to take a back seat.

Without going into the sordid details, I've been letting an uncomfortable situation go on for the past couple months. It's been gnawing at my sides, insides and stealing my sleep. I just got a haircut and I still look a wreck. Recently, a good friend of mine took out her pitchfork - she found it at Bo Peep's yard sale, and stuck me with it.

"Get a move on," she poked and said,"Shake the tree. It's gonna be okay."

She's a pro when it comes to holding her friends accountable for following through, especially when her friends are a'threatenin' to fight injustice...or shoddy customer service.

So first thing Monday morning, I shook the tree and guess what? It bore fruit. Apples, oranges - even lemons. How's does that saying go about life giving you lemons?

I realized that I'd never be saved by the stray satellite tearing through our atmosphere to simply crush my nuisance away. Even if it did, in the great scheme of things, nothing ever changes. But that doesn't mean that no one will understand. And it certainly doesn't mean it has to be accepted.

People have been understanding and if nothing else comes of it, at least I know who has my back.

Perhaps this is an affirmation to myself so I don't lose the balls to continue fighting the good fight I'm currently fighting because how many times can I use the word fight in one sentence? But synchronicity works in strange ways - if this makes sense to you then you know what I'm talking about. Otherwise, feel free to assume I'm having a Miss Teen South Carolina moment. Such as.

To salvage the time you've spent reading this post thus far, let's just take a moment to thank our most precious benefactors for forcing us to shake that tree. Where would Newton be without tree-shakers? My guess is Pennsylvania.

Excuse me now, I've got to make some lemonade.

7 comments:

  1. I'm the opposite of a tree shaker. I'm not even a shrub nudger. I just sorta stand there and hope the lemons don't bonk me in the head when they happen to fall. So whatever you did to shake things up and fight that good fight you were fighting, please know that you're a hero to me.

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  2. I'm glad you had a good enough friend to tell you to shake the tree. Sometimes,it helps to have others look out for us. Enjoy the lemonade!

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  3. Glad you have some amazing friends who got your back friend!

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  4. @Michelle: Why, Thank You! Can't say anyone's ever called me their hero before. For the record, I'm not exactly a born "tree shaker" myself but once in a while, you just HAVE to.

    @Ellen: Howzit goin' Mama? Getting bigger by the day, I hope. And yes, it helps a great deal when friends have your back - they know you better than you know yourself sometimes.

    @grapesandoranges: I do have amazing friends - feel free to pat yourself on the back for being one of them. Thanks!

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  5. Shake the tree, Nami! While you're at it, can you add "Name/URL" option to the commenting drop-down? I can't comment on your posts from my PC for some reason without it. :) My google account only works from my imac....

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  6. @Twinisms: Uh, no - if I shook that tree, I'm afraid my uterus would fall out!

    @crittersandcrayons: Name/URL...is that behind the doohickey or the hoo-ha? Of course, I'll give my tech savvy, nerd of a hubby a call.

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