Dandelions from Home

Do wishes on dandelions from home come true faster?

Does the grass remember your footsteps from barefoot days beneath the sun?

They say home is where the heart is, or where the people you love are, or where you found yourself. But what if home exists only in memory now? And what if you remember it differently than it remembers you?

You can still dream about it the same, stuck in a moment when the wishes on the dandelion were for Olympic gold or unbroken crayons. Or when tarot cards were just cards and not some speck of hope. Or when the floorboards beneath the bed and the stars glued to the ceiling were yours. You still call it home—in a way, it will always feel like it.

But the person making wishes on dandelions from home is wishing for different things now. Or maybe she’s not wishing for anything different at all.