When I was a little girl, the stories and images of unicorns always amazed me. I wanted so much to see one, if only in my dreams. Somehow the idea that unicorns existed, albeit only in my story books, made me believe in miracles.
Recently there was a TV series called "The Unicorn" and naturally I was curious about it. Of course, I wasn't disappointed, it was about a widower and he was something of a unicorn because of who and how he is portrayed in the show. I enjoyed watching the TV series.
It also made me think of my own unicorn: something (or someone) that is highly desirable but difficult to find or obtain.
Stephen is my unicorn. Not much explanation needed. He is the one who amazes me, makes me believe in miracles and so much more.
Often we hesitate to share how we feel for people until it is too late. So I put this here now. He will see it and he will feel loved and cherished.
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