Conscious Items ad: She Holds Everyone. Who Holds Her? 🫶

I have spent most of my life being the soft one. The one who checks on everybody. The one who remembers the birthdays, notices who went quiet, holds the room together without ever being asked to. Nobody hands that woman anything back. You just get used to it. I bought myself the Pink Kunzite pendant on an ordinary Tuesday. No occasion, no reason I could have explained to anyone. Kunzite is rarer than diamonds, which is a strange thing to learn about a stone you had never heard of, and stranger still to fasten around your own neck. It sits right where I feel everything. Some mornings I catch it in the mirror and remember that I am allowed to be treasured too, not just useful. Maybe that is the stone. Maybe it is just the first thing I ever picked for myself.