Missing

My daughter creates a new hemp anklet every Christmas, something of a tradition to remind me of her throughout the following year. Because she did not visit this past holiday, the one she made me for Christmas 2014 was doing double year duty, but it fell off the other day - a victim of water, wear, and sand abrasion. No more reminder of her around my left ankle any longer. I will have to try and convince her to whip one up when we see her at her graduation in five weeks time (though I imagine she will be very busy celebrating her Master Degree).