Blocked. Broken. Still holding on.

At 4:00 a.m., a fallen tree stopped us on the only road to my son’s 100-mile marathon. It wasn’t just a trunk in the way—it was a moment that made me look again at what causes trees to fall, and how often it has more to do with us than with storms.

Later that week, I saw another fallen tree—this time with roots barely a foot deep, surrounded by pavement and shallow soil. One broke from within. The other never stood a chance.

In this reflection, I write about soil that supports, soil that resists, and the quiet choices we make that shape both.

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Because what lies beneath determines what can stand above.