DANDELIONS ARE NOT WEEDS speaks to a time in my life that is filled with personal metamorphosis, impermanence, and uncertainties: the loss of family, adult children moving forward with their lives, the unpredictability of career, my own aging and mortality have taken on a different weight.
Things that I took for granted or felt I had control over at some point are no longer in my control.
I’ve become more introspective, less in need of excitement and drama. I’ve grown to have a disdain for superficiality and intolerance of inauthenticity. Psychologists refer to this period as “intrinsic maturation” – a mellowing with age.
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