This work sees the palm tree as both material and metaphor. Handmade paper, pulped from agricultural palm waste sourced from my mother’s farm, gifted to her by Sheikh Zayed in recognition of her pursuit of higher education, carries engravings of palms in their many states: collapsing, enduring, regenerating. Like the tree, my mother embodies resilience, becoming one of the region’s first advocates for women’s higher education. The engraved palms are portraits of strength, struggle, and renewal, a living archive where personal memory and the city’s transformation intertwine.