A Landscape of Teenagehood

As a mother, witnessing the transition from childhood to adolescence is just as much enchanting as it is frightening. So many things change in so little time. The body deploys itself like a separate entity. Mood swings and battles to find a fragile balance between the soft comfort of childhood and the affirmation of the future adult.

I stand still and watch.

I see my child go away and come back. I read the doubts in the curves of his back, I feel the fears on the grain of his skin, I hear the questions on his closed eyes.

Distance appears.

I have to let him g(r)o(w).

This series is a lullaby, a soft melody to embrace and cover him with light. A delicate flower put on his shoulder that silently says, I am here. You are not alone.

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