We had to cut down our beautiful 75-year-old willow oak.
Our tree was hit by lightening a decade ago and with cables and amazing tree aborists and money, we kept it happy enough for our children to swing and rest and hide and love this tree for many years.
But the lightening’s damage was irreversible. We knew this, but the cost of keeping the tree alive for those years was worth it until it wasn’t enough. The trunk has rotted out making the tree unsafe for us and our neighbors.
We cried as the branches fell. My son turned to my husband and said: We can’t cut down the tree. I love it too much.
The tree company left a few branches up so my children could swing one last time.
Thank you and good night, oak tree.