In my photo series, I distill grief into beauty and reimagine trans Filipinas not as objects of pity but as radiant, mythological beings. A funeral wreath looms, an ominous reminder of death. Yet it is also made of flowers, a symbol of spring, rebirth, and femininity. Through the "trans gaze," I assert trans women's identity and agency in shaping our own narratives. Each image is part of a story, ending in a defiant bloom that declares trans existence as sacred, enduring, and indelible. In the face of pain and marginalization, we continue to dream of love. That, too, is a form of resistance.