Same tree… same

Our house backs up to property with large trees growing behind our fence. This area is not maintained other than removal of fallen trees on the adjacent golf course. We enjoy the buffer and view it provides to our back yard. In the years we’ve been here we’ve had some of their trees trimmed back away from the house and one tree felled into the woods, all to defend our house.

When trees are not doing well they start to produce lots of small branches in lower parts of the trunk – a last ditch effort to survive. This also provides a way for aggressive vines to take advantage and climb the tree. From my side of the fence I try to help get the vines out of the trees but it requires regular attention.

During the last yard cleanup I realized I feel like the tree – doing what I can, trying to survive… so far I am not physically sprouting anything new – luckily. However, I’m starting to realize, like the tree, I’m past the point of ever getting back to normal again. All I do is continuously deal with the recurring and new medical issues. Just hoping my body will hang on to this current normal.

I’m trying to come to terms with this situation, & how it requires constant vigilance – always looking for the next vine trying to take over… physically exhausted… mentally melting.