Now that I am a mother, I see things differently. And I enjoy much more the little things, trying to look through the eyes of a child. The dandelions, for example, that we look for in each walk, give us so much joy. I had forgotten how they evolve, from the yellow flower to the silky round capsule. We usually talk about the Phoenix or even the butterflies, but I don’t usually hear the virtues of the dandelion. Now motherhood reminds me of them. They make us believe that beauty is in that immature phase of our life, like a fresh yellow flower. But if it is chosen, then comes motherhood with that soft white cocoon that makes any child dream. Mysterious and even prettier than the first yellow flower.

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