I’m doing my best to not soften her edges, to not tame the flyaways, to keep her from worrying about her presence in the world around her. I want her to stay wild like a dandelion that sprouts up in the middle of a kept lawn, blooming and taking up space wherever she’d like.
I want freedom.
I want freedom.
I want freedom.
I’m doing my best to not soften her edges, to not tame the flyaways, to keep her from worrying about her presence in the world around her. I want her to stay wild like a dandelion that sprouts up in the middle of a kept lawn, blooming and taking up space wherever she’d like.