This is a story about love and continuity. Through it, I hope people can feel that a parent’s love for their child never fades, with time or the limits of life – it simply continues in another form.
In here, the violet symbolizes the mother, as my mom’s favourite flower is the violet.
The oak tree symbolizes the father. Strong, protecting.
The rain symbolizes the child. Carefree, playful, and even annoying in some ways.