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🌼 The Dandelion and the Woman Who Thought It Was Too Late


Don't Stop Believing
Don't Stop Believing

When I was a little girl, dandelions weren’t weeds—they were wishes.


I’d pick them by the handful, close my eyes tight, and blow those tiny seeds into the wind. I didn’t see a nuisance in the yard—I saw hope.


I believed in the power of a simple breath to carry my dreams wherever they were meant to go.


But somewhere along the way, the world—and let’s be honest, life itself—convinced me otherwise.


I stopped seeing dandelions as beautiful. I stopped seeing myself that way, too.


For years, I walked around with this quiet, nagging thought: It’s too late for me.


I believed I was too old to change. I believed I had messed up too much—as a mom, a wife, a friend. I believed my life was about damage control—fixing what I’d broken, trying to hold everyone else together, and keeping up appearances.


I believed I was just a helper, a fixer, a rescuer.I believed guilt was a sign of love, and if I wasn’t carrying someone else’s burdens, I wasn’t doing enough.


It’s no wonder I felt exhausted, resentful, and invisible.


But here’s the truth God’s been showing me—and it’s the truth I want to offer you today, too:

🌼 You are not a weed.

🌼 You are not your mistakes.

🌼 You are not too late, too old, too stuck, or too far gone.


You are a dandelion!


You are a woman with seeds of potential, growth, and freedom waiting to be released into the world.

You are a woman who can choose—today—to let go of what’s not yours to carry.


You are a woman who can trust God with the wind, the timing, and the outcome.


That’s why the dandelion is in my logo. That’s why it’s a symbol for Roxanne Reflects.


It’s a reminder that what the world calls a weed, God calls beautiful. That what looks messy is often full of meaning. That you are not too late to live in freedom, peace, and purpose.

So take a deep breath, friend. Let the seeds go.


🌼 It’s your time now. 🌼

 
 
 

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