None of us are perfect and some of us need extra help to walk or stand. Society can make that challenging sometimes. Today, for example, both a bicyclist and a skateboarder nearly took me out while I was using my walker on a public sidewalk. But it was the dudebro with a gym bag that slammed into my walker, and then told me I should have moved when I saw him coming that prompted this #rant. (Saw him coming from behind me? Without a “pardon me” or anything? Yeah, okay dude, whatever you say 👌🏽) Anytime I feel like I’m too broken to comfortably exist in a public space, I’m going to think of this tree. He (She? I have no idea how tree genders work in regard to the anthropomorphization thereof) can’t stand up. Everyone’s first instinct was probably to uproot and replace this guy (I’ve decided he’s a boy), and understandably so. But he just needs a crutch to keep himself off of the ground, he’s still beautiful. Someone at some point found enough value in Bob (I just named him Bob) to keep and accommodate him so you and I can walk through #tongvapark and enjoy the #flowers and #trees, including Bob who is never going to stand tall, but is already #mighty to me. (No jokes about my height please 😉)