Smashed a memory today. An pixie ***. Made for me many years ago. A large book from my shelf did tumble. My lovely *** got smashed to bits. Beyond repair.
Broke my heart. Loved and cherished it. A patient gave it to me as a gift. Before my training started. Worthless financially. Priceless a treasure.
Nostalgic memories. Felt the tears streaking down my cheeks. As in the bin I placed it. Protected. Wrapped it carefully. Much much too late. Never can be replaced! By ladylivvi1