Every story has roots.
Some are beautiful.
Some are painful.
Most are unseen.
These reflections
are conversations
about what lies beneath.
This is a place
for thoughts,
stories,
and lessons
that don’t always fit
within the pages
of a book.
Sometimes
the things
we crave
tell a story.
Those
who grow up
in chaos
often crave
order.
Not because
they’re controlling.
We all know
what it’s like
to be known
for one chapter.
One mistake.
One failure.
One season.
We rarely
know
the whole story.
For much of my life,
I looked at people
through the lens
of what I could see.
Their choices.
Their words
Their failures.
The more I listened
the more I noticed
that behavior
often speaks
long before
someone
finds the words.
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