Roots

Ajouter une intrigue dans votre langueWhen we look at a person walking down the street, we only see a human being. Just like looking at a tree, the roots are not visible. Eighteen months ago, with a growing desire to become a mo... Tout lireWhen we look at a person walking down the street, we only see a human being. Just like looking at a tree, the roots are not visible. Eighteen months ago, with a growing desire to become a mother, I looked deep inside myself and I asked: Who am I? What are my roots? What will pass... Tout lireWhen we look at a person walking down the street, we only see a human being. Just like looking at a tree, the roots are not visible. Eighteen months ago, with a growing desire to become a mother, I looked deep inside myself and I asked: Who am I? What are my roots? What will pass on to the next generation? Images ran in my head, I saw before my eyes my grandmother, my... Tout lire