The resilient dandelion. Photo sourced from Canva Pro and edited by the author. Be like a dandelion, Stand tall, stay bright. You’ll bend in the storm but reach for the light. They’ll call you a weed, try to pluck you away, But you were built for the cracks so dance in the rain. Most won’t see your roots run deep, They’ll judge your bloom when you’re fighting to keep, A piece of the sky, a patch of the sun, You’ve always been many things wrapped in one. You’re softness and steel, wild and wise, A stubborn bloom they still criticize. But you aren't here to just fit in, Be confident, be unique and never give in. If my words resonate with you and you’d like to support my writing, you can leave a tip by clicking here . Every little bit helps me keep creating and sharing stories that inspire.
Hey there. My name is Chrissy. I'm a writer from South Carolina in my mid-forties and I'm navigating the journey of self-discovery with honesty, hustle and heart. This is a space for those who, like me, have felt lost, questioned their purpose or told themselves they're 'too old to start over.' I won't just be talking about my dreams, I'll be walking toward them. So, come with me, and let's not just live, let's thrive!
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