Life Short. The Insight

I wake up to an awful sound. When I look outside I see men cutting down a huge tree that I’m used to seeing from my office window. I complain to the cats. I complain to a friend. I complain to the air. After all my complaining (I want to stop!) about the tree that was taken down, the next morning I can now see beyond where it was - to beautiful, breath-taking Fall colors. I think to myself here is a lesson.