During the autumn season, in some parts of the world, the leaf of a tree falls to the ground. Actually, many leaves fall, but one is noticed. It’s colorful. It’s beautiful. It’s similar but not the same as every other leaf that falls from the same tree. Other trees surrounding it are different altogether, yet they too have leaves that fall.
The leaf. The single leaf. Unique in its color, and pattern, and shape. Its identity is all its own. Its contribution to the surroundings can go unnoticed. Each person is like the single leaf. Acknowledged, the experiences, challenges, and triumphs are added to the collective interaction we admire in the beauty of nature. Each person’s life is like the single leaf, colorful and rich. Once written, it is pressed between the pages of a book to be remembered. Individually, it can be studied, framed, and sometimes even admired. Collectively, the picturesque vision provides wisdom that aides future generations. The value of the single leaf is why I research individuals of the past in the context of family, community, and social history for the generations.
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Very nice analogy!
Mahalo Lynn,
For sharing your story and your value of how you view and search for your ancestors.
May I share and use your story. Acknowledging you as the author and creator of this great analogy.
Malama Pono,
Pualani
Aloha Pualani,
Thank you for your kind words about my story, “The Story of the Single Leaf.” Please send me an email via my contact page on this blog with an explanation for how you would like to share and use my story. It is unclear as to whether you would like to share it in a presentation, a class, or by other means. Let me know. Again, thank you for your kind words.
Lynn