The heart of a wildflower

I hope you are blessed with a heart like a wildflower ๐ŸŒฟ
strong enough to rise again, after being trampled on.
Tough enough to weather the worst summer storms.
And able to grow and flourish,
even in the most broken places ๐ŸŒฟ

alone

I had booked a mother daughter photo shoot with @mywildbeautifulheart this summer. We had dreamed up a beautiful girly set, sunset & floral crowns. I had shared this dream of a daughter with her over the years. She has 2 and understand the relationship is different, special. I love my boys but there is an indescribable feeling between a mother and a daughter. And I had always wanted to share that, I started to share that with Anna, it was already there.

I daydreamed about the session in my head all the time. It was the last thing I pictured before everything happened that morning. I was standing in the shower dreaming of it, I really began to worry about her lack of movement. She always danced away in the shower. Its why I spent so much time in the bath and shower during the pregnancy. I loved feeling her move. But she was still.

I still picture her with me in that moment. I go to a place in my mind where the garden is full of greenary, the birds melodies are playing softly, the sunlight dancing between the leaves swaying in the breeze. Sometimes I picture her as the plump baby in my arms. The 6 month old as we lay on a blanket looking at the clouds. Sometimes she's the little girl I always imagined, flowers wound into braids, we look the same, I spin her with one arm, we laugh together like a dream. Because it is just a dream. 

Amy gave blood this morning for the first time this morning, part of my #GiveLoveForAnna and sent me this quote, and a photo of a shoot we did together 2 years ago. This summer I imagined Anna in my arms, but I will stand alone. Some days I wonโ€™t be able to stand at all. But one day, that wild flower heart will bloom again.

with love, lissa