When I told Naomi that I discovered her favorite tree had been cut down, she expressed such sadness on her face. But a minute later, she looked like this.
She was sitting in this tree in front of the church where her preschool is located. It’s a wonderful gift to be able to live in the moment, and to be open to possibility — these are the lessons adults like me can learn from 5 -year-olds. “Maybe this can be my new favorite tree,” she mused.
A while later we paid a visit to the Wishing Tree.
We read some of the wishes left by others.
Naomi added her own.
It can take a while to discover if something is really a favorite. But in the mean time what’s better than finding one newly planted tree? How about four?
After all, who can have just one favorite tree?