The Oak tree and the Willow tree

My sister and I were different, just like how an Oak tree is different from a willow tree. I find it amazing that though frail looking, the willow tree has been used as a basis/philosophy of multiple martial arts that are mostly Chinese origined or influenced. The willow tree has never been known to be strong but in its own right it is true strength. When tested on an equal basis where the test is an external factor, which in this case I'll use the example of a strong wind, the Oak tree with its majestic size will break when the strong winds come. The willow tree on the other hand will just simply bend over and return back to its original position with its head bending downwards as a symbol of humbleness. Indeed the Oak tree if given time to nurture would be able to overcome the same problem that the willow tree easily got over.

My sister has always been the willow tree and I the oak tree. Both are able to grasp true strength in different ways. The ways she lived, thinked and dealt with problems are different from the way I would.

I live by a code of honour, theories and philosophies, my sister just lives life.

When in pain and to ensure others, my sister gathers people to ensure them, I move away from them

She looked life as something to enjoy and to live to the fullest, I live life as a lesson. Taking events as a lesson.

She accepted and endured pain, I abhor and move away from it.

She touched the hundreds and I was touched by the hundreds

In life, there is no such thing as a single way for pure strength, a single way to obtain true strength. Its only the mind and the perspective that limits it. My sister was strong and impacted many people in her short duration of life. I know that if I could only be given the chance to just share and take her pain, I would.

My sister would be remembered as an impacter of lives, an encourager and a strong girl. I will miss her eternally.