My Tree son

This is an opinion piece, so I understand I might get a LOT of backlash, but I am willing to put my reputation on the line to voice this particular opinion. I am willing to do this because it has been slowly eating my soul for a year, wanting so badly to be let out into the world, but I have silenced this voice. I will not any longer. I need to be freed.

Here I go:

The small tree next to the DAC walkway (pictured above) is, by far, the best tree on campus. You heard me, yeah, I said it. It is the best tree on campus. It is so small, and yet so strong. It just keeps growing and getting bigger despite all the odds. It is perfect.

I have watched this tree grow over the past year and have been filled with pride at every new inch it has grown. The satisfaction I feel every time I see this tree can only be compared to that of the strong internal instinct all parents feel as they watch the child they created walk for the first time. In saying this, I do mean to suggest that this tree is better than all children and should be treated as such.

Moving on, this tree is an underdog, but has pulled through on its journey of life, like a champ, like a hero. This tree has beautiful, interesting branch formation and I mean, REALLY knows how to pose for a picture. You can see that, even though the picture above is blurry, the tree’s star-power shines through. This is indicative of how it shines through at life. I feel like my point is proved.

I feel gratitude every day for my tree-son. It is beautiful, it is strong, it is independent. It could have an HBO show about how it is making its way in the “big city.” It could have it all. This tree could have a tree career AND a tree family. I believe in it. It can do anything it sets its mind to.

It is a wonderful tree. It is a good tree. It is the best tree.

Thank you for letting me share my voice today. I am freed. 
I hope that my tree-son will also know this freedom one day.

Thank you.

Winnie Marion

Winnie is the Co-founder and President of The Weekly Cad.