The Quiet Tree
“My dad reminded me of a tree – always present, steady and strong, but silent and still. A person has to notice the tree. It’s not going to make a big fuss over a person. It will just quietly make a shady spot and keep it there day after day until someone needs it. I loved my dad. He loved me. ” - from Palace Beautiful by Sara DeFord Williams As I read these words I thought of my own dad who would silently support us from behind the stage – never wanting to be in the limelight himself. He may not have been as mighty as an oak – for an oak tree stands out. An oak tree gets noticed. My dad was noticed by some – many who admired his quiet strength. And yet there were many who really hadn’t noticed that he was there – because he was so quiet. ...