On Christmas Day back in 2003, my mother gave me two special gifts. One was a Waterford crystal jar, the other; the small book, Gift from the Sea, by Anne Morrow Lindbergh.
In the wee hours following Christmas night, I placed the jar on my glass desk, sat down, and in the quiet, read the entire book.
Whether you have known the beach, had a marriage or not, had children or none, there's "so much in this little book," as my insightful mother inscribed.
I have shells collected from years past, which I look at with wiser eyes now.
And the crystal jar ... it has and will always remain empty, reminding me that less is more.