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What did you really want?

Ever notice how we sometimes surround ourselves with small reminders of someone or something from our past?  Little things stand out in our daily lives to remind us of them.  They may have passed or are still with us, but there are reminders all around us, both good and bad.  Pennies from Heaven? They happen all the time.
Ever have that connection with someone that bridges time and distances to put you right back where you may not want to be?  Thinking of them brings them back into our lives, even when we know full well- no good can ever come of this... 

It is an intense connection to put it ever so slightly. We know of their toxins and how they affect our lives.  All we have to do is think of them and out of what may seem like nowhere- here they come.  We know they are a bad influence, but for some reason we cannot shake them loose. We cannot cut the ties that bind or get away from them even when we try.  They are almost worse than an addictive substance. They cling, sticking to us…

Roots

Roots are a good thing, lest anyone may possibly forget. Roots help keep the ground intact when the rains come. Roots may also lie dormant, while the top of a plant seems to die. What you see is not always what you get. 

Roots help establish things. Once the roots are grown, it is much like the foundation of a house or building.  You may tear down the walls, but the foundation is still there, ready to support something new.

Same goes for plants and their roots.  Leaves may come and go, spring forth and die off, but as long as the roots survive- it can come back with a bit of care.  Sometimes the roots are where it's at, such as potatoes, ginger or carrots.

Like the roots on a plant, sometimes we forget where we come from, what we have learned and what has helped make us who we are today.  Then it happens. Something hits you square in the face as a reminder. Go back to your roots. They will tell you what you need to grow from here. 

As the spring rains come, the garden starts to…