Twelve days before my birthday, grandpop gave me this brooch.
Flashback when I was a kid, he’d call me Sunshine. Maybe he wanted to tell me that life is good…that a rainbow appears after the rain…that behind the clouds is a warm, comforting sun. Or that a simple cocoon undergoes transformation to become a wonderful butterfly…
A smile so effervescent
A story or a simple laughter
A hug, a touch
Little things that do matter