Sep 01, 2004 00:58
Today was a very sad day. I was asleep in my bed at 8 in the morning when my mom came into my room to tell me that my grandma had hired some people to come to the house and trim the trees along the side of our house (my grandma complained that they were going to hurt the roof if they stayed as they were). My grandmother always thinks of these terribly unnecessary things. My mom came in to tell me that she was leaving to go into school for a while and get her classroom rearranged and ready for the year (a week from today school starts), and that there would be lots of chainsaw noises outside the window. I was glad that she did, because I would've been very scared had she not, as they were right on the roof outside my bed window. Anyway, I didn't get to sleep for the entire time they were there, as chainsaws are very loud. The not sleeping in the morning was a shitty beginning. I never thought to look outside my window to see what was happening, for I thought they would just trim a foot or two off of the ends of the branches where they were touching the house. I wake up with my alarm to get ready for work, and my mom is home, crying downstairs. I ask her what the matter is, and she takes me outside. They completely took all of the branches off of the ageold grand wise strong trees that make up the entire atmosphere of the side porch. My mom and I both cried all day, as my grandma kept calling and thinking it absurd of us. And I feel it my own fault that I never looked outside my window to see what they were doing. Had I, I would have stopped them. I would have pushed them off the roof if necessary, chainsaws and all. These trees have been growing for longer than I could ever possibly imagine and have seen more in their lifetime than I could ever hope to achieve in my lifetime, and my childrens, and my childrens childrens lifetimes. I feel it my fault. I hate my grandmother for being so numb and lifeless to these trees.
Nobody has ever measured,
even poets,
how much a heart can hold.
-Zelda Fitzgerald (1900-1948)