There is an apricote tree in my yard...The spring is coming so it is becoming to blossom with little white flowers which smell really pleasant and inspiring especially when you come out of the house in the morning, sleeping yet, drinking coffee and yawning. My son adores this tree and always points his view at it wanting to climb it I suppose but he is not allowed to) Too small for such big trees. But why am I telling you this story about a tree? Not because I want just to admire a nature. This beautiful tree (which will give a possibility to taste sweet fruits in the summer I hope) reminds me my childhood. Oh God! It was really long time ago. Like hundreds years? I can`t remember myself that time almost, except one thing. There was a tree near my parents` house. I am not sure it was apricote, may be apple or cherry or anything else. It was quite high and easy to climb cause it had branches very comfortably sticking out the tree so you can climb it step by step putting each leg on the branch which is higher than the previous one. So I adored climbing it and thinking that it`s my special world very very high from the earth and if to climb it long enough I`ll climb right to the space. My mom always warned me "Please quit these silly dangerous games! You can fall down!" But I never listened to her. You know children are afraid of nothing. So once I was climbing the tree when noone was watching and suddenly I felt like one of the branches is cracking under my foot. "Oops - thought I losing equipoise". That was just a moment of falling and then a tough earth met me. I felt sharp pain in my right shoulder. For a moment I thought I am going to die. Really. When you read this please don`t think that everything was so fatal. The high of my falling was not really big but for me as a child it was scarefull. I was lying on the ground trying to take myself in hands and wake up and suddenly I felt strong and dear hands taking me and carrying towards our house. It was my house. When all the wounds and abrassions were cured and parents realized that my leg is not broken (what a luck!) I really thought that now storm is coming on my head. I was sitting calmly and saying no words waiting for my mom`s words of shame! I felt so guilty... But instead of strict speech I had gentle and tender words of my mom "Honey, you frightened us so much! Please never do it again cause you are the most precious treasure we have!" And it was so pleasant and warming for me. You know I felt so loved and that there is some who cares about me. My parents are still alive but sometimes I miss this feeling. Well, I don`t climb trees anymore. It would be very awkward if someone sees me on the tree, agree?) But life is so that we all fall down from time to time. And in such moments I really need someone who will take me to his hands, carry me in the house, make a hot tea and say sweet and warm words of support. Even if there is my guilt in the situation. Sorry for long post.
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