Love and a Heart Shaped Rock

A simple rock to us equals love like no other....her name is Noni and she is our heart shaped rock. She has picked us up from sadness, grief, and struggle and become our heart shaped rock. The story of the heart shaped rocks is hers alone to tell, it is story full of love and grief and sadness and more love, but the best stories usually are. Now my daughter 11 now looks for heart shaped anything in her day, she collects them, buys them when we are on vacation, makes them from the oddest things (toilet paper rolls, paper towels, cookies, glue), she's very creative. I have this great appreciation for these hearts she makes, because it reminds me of a woman, who in my deepest, darkest times of grief and sadness, came to us, loved us, hugged us, fed us, shared her life with us, and adopted us as hers. This is living like Jesus, she is who I hope to be one day. She is our Noni, she is loved, she is special, and she is our heart shaped rock.