Roots

The girl thought to herself that talking about roots had become very trendy. For example, "The power of the lineage - join it, nourish yourself." Close your eyes, think about the most important person in your lineage… But what if you don’t have such roots? What if you don’t feel connected to them? What if you’re more attached to the neighbor, the friend’s mother, the distant relative, or the local baker who smiles at you early in the morning and lets you choose your own croissant?

The girl wandered through her thoughts for a whole month. She listened to podcasts, read books, and watched movies about people who freely chose their "family." Was it right? She didn’t know. Only her heart told her - life is arranged the way you make it. You choose what to weave and what to unravel… what to immerse yourself in and what to let go of, who to go hiking with and who to call once a month. Only you. And then you can plant your roots wherever and whenever you choose. Grow into a conifer or a palm tree, thrive alone or in a forest with others… It turns out you need to grow up to reach your roots, the girl thought and smiled.