No Politics Today

Today when I was trying to find a pen, I rummaged through my desk drawer and found my cross necklace. It went missing in the last move. It was a Christmas present from the Fellows a long time ago.

Maybe it wasn't so long ago, but holding the cross in my hand it feels like a lifetime ago. I don't expect anyone else to understand the significance of it. She gave the necklace to me, not my mom or my sister. That was special. A long time ago. When things used to matter.