But I think I’m a feminist now
This week, I witnessed Death for the first time. And now I get why some people put rocks on tombstones.
One of my most valued (and most complimented) pieces of jewelry is a ring that was given to me by my grandmother when I turned 12. It is composed of a row of five emeralds and four tiny diamonds. I have worn it every day for the last nine years. I have had it cleaned yearly. I have strengthened the…