Better late then never

Earlier this year as my mom and I browsed one of the bead shows (for way too long) a ring caught my eye. Simple silver band, with Kokopelli under the stars. Until recently, Kokopelli had been largely misunderstood by me. I am not sure how or why, but I was sorely misinformed of his origins as something far worst the actually believed. In seeing that ring I felt a simple attachment and noticed how like me it was. At peace under the stars...music holding it together. Sadly I had spent what money I had so I left it with a smile and a sigh to try and find it later.

Later came right before my birthday. There it was in the small velvet slot waiting as it had been. This time, I had saved money especially for it. So with a smile and a sigh it slipped onto my finger and came home. A silent gift for myself, for a silent reason. A gift for the girl I was.



...without you, everything falls apart...without you, it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces....