Emily walked into the garden carrying a small jar. She knelt beside a blue iris and placed the jar gently on the soft earth.
“I have brought you something,” she said.
Emily reached into the jar and pulled out a seashell.
“I found this on the beach, yesterday.”
A tear formed in Emily’s eye.
“It reminded me of the first day we met. I was sitting on the beach, alone and sad. In my desperation, I considered giving up.
I would walk out on everything and everyone. I would leave this life and never return.
Then, I looked up and you were there. You were everywhere.
I didn’t return to my life that day. I returned home.”
Emily lay the small shell beside the iris and smiled.
“You saved me.”