The Giving Tree

She was like the giving tree, she gave and gave and gave all that she had, and she was happy. Well she was happy because they were happy, and she was happy for a little while.

But she gave so much, and sometimes she was unsure about it, she wanted to make people happy, but the lengths she went to so that she could do that were not always within what she wanted to do. She gave the effort of doing the hard large amounts of work on projects, she gave rides, she gave up her time and she even gave BJ's, and much of the time she was taken for granted.

She needed to give, and to make others happy, and make herself happy and feel a sence of accomplishment and satisfaction. But she also needed someone who would support her, who would help make her happy when she needed it, and who would help her decide when she was helping someone and when she was being used.

Because for a long time, the giving tree is left a stump, sad and lonely, hoping that the boy will come back and it will be loved. And while giving is important, that is no way to live.

Quest for Independence

She always seemed shocked and surprised at the slightest offer of help, anytime anyone offered her a lift or made her dinner her face would light up as though it was the most wonderful thing anyone had ever done for her.

She always tried to be more and more independent taking leaps into the dark on her own, yet always searing for someone she could rely on and depend upon, someone she could trust.

All this made it seem as though she had never lived in a supportive environment when actually she had lived in a very supportive environment, she had just been let down often enough that she did not expect anything from anyone she was unsure of.

And she longed to be capable of Independence for she was sure that one day all she trusted and all she loved would fall through.

What she really wanted was to know she could take care of herself and to Know she didn't have to.