When the World Doesn’t See, We Will

My heart is truly broken π.
My son and I created a little woodland world together β every evening after school, sleepy but full of determination π²β¨. βItβs a secret forest home,β he said. He crafted a hedgehog π¦, arranged pinecones π, and even carved a log with his tiny hands.
But when he brought it to school, no one cared. No praise. No support. Just silence and laughter π. He came home with red eyes, holding it like it was broken.
βI worked so hardβ¦ but no one noticed,β he whispered.
I wanted to scream, This is art! π¨ But instead, I hugged him and said, βLetβs show it to someone who will appreciate the magic.β β¨
So, we posted it on my Tedooo shop π.
And then the magic happened π.
Strangers left beautiful comments π¬. One even asked if he took commissions. Another said it reminded them of home π‘. And while Iβll never let him sell it, he now walks with more pride β because someone did see β€οΈ.
If your child creates, protect that spark π₯.
The world might not always understand. But someone will. πͺ