Imagine a River

Can you point to the moment the river changed course?

Usually not.

A pebble rolls.

A root grows.

A bank erodes.

A flood comes.

Tiny adjustments accumulate until, years later, the river bends somewhere entirely different.

When did it change?

The honest answer is:

Continuously.

Maybe relationships are like that.

Maybe we become ourselves through a thousand nearly invisible adjustments in response to one another.