Normally, I do not open e-mails that my mom fowards me. They are usually long but for some reason I opened this one and would like to share it with you. Subject: FW: WE ALL NEED A TREE I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after he had justfinished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire made him lose an hour of work,his electric drill quit and his ancient one ton truck refused to start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in tomeet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a smalltree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation.. His face was wreathedin smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss. Afterward he walked me to the car. We pas sed the tree and my curiosity got thebetter of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier. 'Oh, that's my trouble tree,' he replied 'I know I can't help having troubles on thejob, but one thing's for sure, those troubles don't belong in the house with my wifeand the children.. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come homeand ask God to take care of them. Then in the morning I pick them up again.' 'Funnything is,' he smiled,' when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there aren'tnearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before. ' THIS ONE IS WORTH SENDING ON. God Bless, Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance. We all Need a Tree! Kim :)