Inspired by a deeply symbolic piece of art, this reflection explores strength, transformation, spiritual growth, and the power of loving without limits. Like a tree with strong roots, we bend but we do not break.

On the 4th of July, under the trees and moonlight, I watched someone I loved fade before my eyes. Years later, through pain, reflection, and a visit from the other side, I’ve learned that some stories aren’t meant to be closed. This is a letter to Victor the boy who saw me, loved me, and left too soon.

What If I Had Kissed Him? A Story from the Friendzone, Freedom, and Finding Myself I wanted to share something that, over time, I’ve...