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I’m Not Living in Your Heart

Photos and notes 2023 A single sentence from my daughter during a family trip serves as an insightful observation about “becoming a mother.” “I don’t live in your heart,” she said with a laugh, leaving her mother speechless. Throughout our travels, this thought had weighed heavily on her mind, and finally, during a walk in the park, she chose to express it by writing the words on stones, pine cones, fallen leaves, and tree trunks along the path.

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