“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.” ~A.A. Milne It was a Wednesday afternoon, and I was sitting in my car, too overwhelmed to turn the key in the ignition.
My phone had been buzzing all day with work notifications, and the mental list of things I needed to do was growing faster than I could breathe.
Somewhere in the middle of my swirling thoughts, I reached into my coat pocket and felt something smooth and cool. It was a tiny amethyst I’d tucked there weeks ago, almost as an afterthought.
I held it in my palm, noticing its weight, its texture, the faint warmth it picked up from my skin. Slowly, my breath deepened.
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