It had been a few days in the hills and I was started to get a bit anxious to move. I felt like too much time was being spent in a small town and there was no more to see.
By chance I walked into a small store near the guest house I was staying in and saw this.
My mom had one just like it except hers was in the shape of hearts, not rectangles. Again I had always wondered where she was able to find such a unique piece of jewelry and here I was in a small hill station in India starring at something so similar.
I thinks its beautiful that she’s here with me…in her own way, helping me keep it together.