05-29-2015, 04:21 PM
When I kicked my ex out of the house, I took a week off of work to get the kids situated and figure out where I was with bills and such due to her narcotics addiction. After about the third day into my week off I was negotiating a payment on the phone and my daughter (5 at the time) came inside and sat down next to me patiently waiting for me to get off the phone. After I hung up, she said "Daddy open your hand." I opened my hand up and she placed 3 small stones in my palm. They were pretty stones with quartz and mica and they had a dark green hue to them. To this day I can't figure out where she could have found them, as these rocks are not native to our region. She explained in her tiny little cute voice that "These are our new family stones. There is one for each of us and as long as I always keep them together we would always be safe and stay together." Yeah... I cried. Gave her a big hug and a kiss. The stones are currently in the top drawer of my dresser. I look at them every day before I head off to work.