She opens her box of beads and strings. Each string a different color and length. Each bead a different color, shape and size.
She picks a string. Then, she carefully picks and chooses her beads.
She slips the chosen beads through the string. One bead follows another – in rhythmic sequence.
Until she has a perfect string of beads.
Then, she ties the two ends of the string together to make a bracelet.
She slips the bracelet on a little girl’s hand.
And says to her, ‘This one is for you.’
I dedicate this to every strong and beautiful woman that was kind and generous enough to express her admiration for the strings of words I share with all of you each day.
Life Demiraged 