There are days I look at my daughter and wonder, "what star did you fall from, child of mine?"
Then I saw an old photo today — Cerise, just two years old, proudly marching into daycare in her queen’s cape. No special occasion. Just a regular day… except not for her. As someone who truly believes in self-expression, I let her be. Of course, I packed a change of clothes just in case she changed her mind — but she didn’t.
That was the moment I knew: she isn’t a regular girl.
There’s something about her that’s always sparkled beyond the surface. She’s always had this presence… a mix of boldness and softness that’s hard to put into words. Not just the glitter of her dress or the gleam in her eyes — but something deeper, older, wiser. She’s never been afraid to express and to be entirely, unapologetically herself.
And as she grew, so did her light — untamed, compassionate, a little wild, a little wise.
Raising her has been a journey of learning how to hold space for someone who doesn’t fit into neat boxes. It’s like raising a wildfire made of starlight. She challenges norms with such ease — not because she wants to defy, but because her mind naturally sees a better way. That’s her Aquarius Sun. She questions, she envisions, she reimagines — rules, systems, even me (especially me). She sees the world through a lens of hope, justice, and “there must be a better way.”
Just when you think she’s all logic and rebellion, she’ll surprise you with the gentlest heart. Her Pisces Moon whispers through every silence — through her art, her empathy, the way she comforts animals and people with equal tenderness. Her heart is as vast as the ocean. She feels it all — the joy, the sorrow, the in-betweens — and carries it with a grace that often makes me pause and breathe in her softness. She feels things so deeply, it sometimes takes her breath away. Sometimes mine, too.
And then there’s her Leo Rising — oh, that shine. That’s her crown. She doesn’t wear it to be seen — she wears it because it’s who she is. She radiates warmth, speaks with presence, and holds her own light with pride. She walks into a room and it lights up — not because she tries to, but because her soul was built to shine. She’s a storyteller, a performer, a leader by nature. Not in the loud, demanding way — but in that magnetic way that makes people want to simply be near her.
She often tells me she got her looks from her daddy, but her kindness from me. The truth is, she’s taught me so much about being real, being kind, and being brave enough to dream out loud.
Watching her grow is like watching the sun rise inside a dream — brilliant, mystical, and unforgettable.
She is a heart-centered revolutionary wrapped in a dreamer’s soul and a queen’s cloak. 👑✨
