You know that story? The tree is full of life to give at first. The tree is all the little boy will ever need. Over time, the boy grows up and doesn't need the same things anymore. The tree does what it can to make the boy happy. Over time, the tree has nothing left to give but a stump, but the stump is all the boy needs. a happy ending, right? Maybe for the boy. What they don't say out loud is that the only time the boy came, he took and never gave anything to help but a smile. That was all the tree needed to keep giving. The boy's happiness. Even if he only came when he wanted something. My story is much the same. It might be happy on the outside, but when you look deeper, there is something different behind the scenes. I am a giving tree. I give, and I give, but instead of a smile, I get nothing in return. But as long as everyone else is happy, right?
