I'm seven years old. I'm laying in the long, soft, golden grass staring at the sky.
Dandelions exist all around me like the sea. And thats exactly what they are, a sea of lions.
To me, dandelions are the most beautiful of all the flowers.
No one ever bothered to tell me they were weeds. How did a weed manage to change into something with such beauty?
It wouldn't have mattered anyways, you couldn't change my mind.
I'm swirling a dandelion in my fingers, holding it by its stem.
I look over at my mother and she snaps a quick photograph of me in the sea of lions..
the sun reflecting off her golden hair.
She reminds me of a dandelion. The most beautiful of all the mothers.
I realize this is my heaven. I want to live inside that photograph forever.
Heaven. I'm staring up into it. I'm watching as the clouds keep moving further and further into the sky and in a way I know I'll never see them again and I miss them as they pass. I'm a little girl dreaming of heaven.
What a beautiful memory!! I have so many beautiful memories and photographs of you too, baby! I wanted to preserve you and your sister forever in a time bubble! Thank you for this amazing gift today.. I will be walking on air for a month! Tears just came welling up in my eyes when I read this just now. Such a light, delightful and delicate little memoir and yet it has such a powerful effect on my heart! Oh, those days! I love you like crazy and have always thought you are destined for greatness. Look out Oprah, Haley's coming!! Love, Mom
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