My Dandelion

The Dandelion

Story by Diana Deck. Graphics created by Phillip Deck

My life changed when my little one was born. When I saw darkness, she saw light. When I was sad, she sang a song. Sometimes life brings a rainy season to the life of a young mother. Sometimes, I do not feel worthy or important. I was only a cook, cleaning lady and a caretaker to my children.

I had not done anything great or magnificent in my life. So, one day, my little girl took me by the hand and said "Mommy, let's go for a walk," pulling me out the door. Reluctantly, I got out of the chair and followed the small child out the door. After a few minutes, I noticed the little one searching through the field of weeds. She brought me back a perfect yellow dandelion. She then informed me with her big blue eyes full of wonder, that this is a yellow flower. She kissed the flower and gave it to me and told me how pretty it was.

I began to think of this simple act and I compared myself to this dandelion. Some people might look at themselves, and think "I am just a weed. I have no great purpose in life, that I am just occupying space and I am useless." But, dandelions have great gifts. The roots can be used to heal sick people. They have other additional uses as well. I realize that even though I might seem a common, ordinary person to the rest of the world, to my 2-year old, I am a gorgeous yellow flower full of beauty and happiness. My favorite flower from now on is a dandelion.