DANDELION

Some photographs are about composition. Others are about the moment itself.

This one is about my daughter. A small hand holding a dandelion. Seeds catching the wind. A quiet reminder that sometimes the things we think are fragile are actually full of strength.

My daughter has been teaching me that lately. She’s fierce, thoughtful, and brave enough to tell the truth about who she is and what she needs.

Sometimes understanding arrives slowly, like seeds drifting into the light. And sometimes the people we love most are the ones who help us learn to see clearly.

I thought I was the one guiding her. But more and more, I’m realizing she’s guiding me too. And I’m so proud to be her mom.

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