When Roots Fade, Belonging Finds Another Form

A leaf that drifted away, yet breathes in the arms of another branch.

Sometimes belonging doesn’t need roots, just a quiet place to rest.

In the transitions of life, we too are carried from branch to branch.
And when the old roots fade from sight, a quieter kind of belonging may begin to grow.

Even when we no longer see the roots, something within us still learns how to belong. 🌱