SOME years back, I lived in a beautiful big house in the country, surrounded by acres of land.
I spent many days lovingly planting trees, roses and scrubs – creating my beautiful garden.
I had everything I could have wanted materially, however it wasn't exactly the dream it appeared.
Inside the beautiful house, my heart was broken with sadness. I was in a bad relationship, which all the money and possessions in the world couldn't compensate for.
I finally escaped. Now I live in a little modest house, with very little materially, or financially – and I've never been happier.
I think back to those days – the big house, the cars, the luxuries. But, oh, how I miss my trees.