Resistance & Ritual

By Maša H.

Motherhood

The Pandemic

By Maša H.

During the pandemic, my son and I spent days, and weeks without seeing another adult or child. The loneliness of single motherhood had never felt more intense or more unbearable. Time became almost still—we moved through the motions of each day in a strange, suspended rhythm.

In this photo, I captured a moment of my son dancing through the shifting shadows and sunlight by the window, waiting patiently while I worked long hours. He played alone….I carried a deep sense of guilt—for not being able to be fully present, for letting him spend so much time alone. With no family nearby to offer support, the weight was heavy.

But through this experience, I learned how resilient we can be in the face of adversity. My son’s lightness amid such isolation reminded me that strength often grows quietly, in the background of our hardest days.

Descansos

By Eslem