It wasn't by design, it could be luck or chance or maybe it's an omen. A simple heart appeared before me, at home, amongst the everyday busy tasks that happen around here. I noticed and paused - and I took this photo.
And it's true, there is a piece of my heart missing - and a tear to represent the well of tears I carry for those I dearly miss. It's not perfect, life never is. I try not to dwell on the sadness but keep my eyes open for these simple signs/omens and be present for those I love here and now.