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Heart-shaped rocks...


Ever have one of *those* obsessions?  Yeah yeah... I've got MANY... get in line.

I've been in search of a heart-shaped rock for years... it's like a never-ending quest for me.  Every time we're outside - on a hike, picnic, camping... I'm looking... can't give it up.  My mom has a few that she's found and that others have found for her.  I have to admit, I'm not usually a covetous/jealous person, but I really do feel this way when I see hers.  I'd ask her if I can have one of hers, but it's not the same as finding it or having someone you love find one for you... just for you... only you.  <3

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