To love again

To love again

There is an old tale. About a man. Who loves a woman. Dearly. He hands her his heart. For her to hold. Forever. Vows are spoken. A veil lifted and their love sealed with a kiss. They live life for many years dreaming together. Until one day, she slips through his fingers. Stolen by an illness. Death and dust. And he mourns her. His heart a pile of ash sitting deep inside his chest. His private tears unending.

An old tale of love, teaching us the way of the universe.

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This amber ring

This amber ring

Tata Ona, my beautiful godmother, was very dear to me when she graced this earth. And she remains very dear to me, her spirit is always in my heart. She was my real life version of a fairy godmother. Her wings tucked neatly behind her smiling eyes. She saw me. She loved me. Without judgement. Without condition. After we gave Tata Ona, her last kisses, I have worn this amber ring every day since, a gift from her many moons ago. A beautiful ring made of butterscotch amber. I have always loved this amber ring. There is just something about it, I cannot describe what exactly, it just makes me feel alive and connected to something mysterious and larger than all of us.

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Trusting in love, anger and destiny

Trusting in love, anger and destiny

Somehow my husband and I stumbled into each other in life. And through twists and turns, love, laughter and heartbreak, we ended up making a commitment to each other, for ever. We said our vows, we exchanged our rings. We promised to stand by each other through good times and through the hard times. And we have.

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