I gave birth to a chatterbox. That little bird’s chattering kept me company for years all day, everyday. Life called to separate us and like a good mother I abided. Doesn’t every mother want to see her bird soar to new heights?
The excited little bird left the nest but parts of her were reluctant. She worried about her mother. Who would be the constant jangle of her day?
There could be no who to take her place, it had to be a what. So the little bird surprised her mother with a gift of a bracelet. The bracelet came in a set of two with two otters. One for each of them to bring security from them drifting apart that way they will always be connected.
All day, everyday I hear the jangle of the bracelets.
All day, everyday I am constantly reminded I am loved.😘😘😘