Sunday, January 8, 2017
Today's OneWord: Quartz
My wife wore a rose quartz necklace that glittered in the sun. It caught the warm rays so delicately that it was almost like a mother cradling a fragile sleeping child. My wife never liked to put on any other jewelry, and so, as we sat on the porch together, she would bathe her body in the daylight, and the crystal that settled on her chest would become the brightest part of her.