When my precious daughter was a toddler, she would pick up rocks wherever we were and give them to me as a gift. It was a really big deal to her to find me the perfect rock - the shiniest, the biggest, the smallest, the prettiest. I would usually say thanks and put them in my purse. One day I transferred them into a ziplock bag for lack of anything else to do with them. I just couldn't get rid of them. So...one day, I was in Pier One and I saw this glass candle holder and it occured to me that it would be perfect for my gift rocks.
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This past week, I saw this quote on Facebook and it reminded me of Elle's rocks and how thankful I am for each and every one because they were given to me in love.
Well, I had so many rocks, I had to find another container so I have two beautiful containers full of little reminders of the love of my sweet daughter. So blessed!
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