To my Mother, your light is forever. is a series paying homage to the life and love my mother poured into our 16 years together. Home structures embody the rooted memories of bliss and stability from childhood. Although grief remains, nature simultaneously acts as the voice for equanimity. Flora disrupts my nostalgia, leading to an ever-growing awareness of the present truth. Through the harsh lessons of impermanence there lies the gift of acceptance; new perspectives sprout within old memories. The bruises of this irrecoverable loss illustrate that our human experience is incessantly complex, abundant, and beautiful.