Linda Mueller - Rock

He was her rock. I’ve always thought that was an odd thing to say about someone. To me, a rock is an object that is hard to move, especially if it’s the size of a human. Does that mean he was always firm with her, never backing down, and that somehow that gave her strength to stand by her own decisions and opinions? Or maybe it just means he was steadfast and true. That’s what I’d like to think.

Don’t you think a rock sounds very masculine? Certainly not delicate and feminine – if that’s what you’re after I’m your stone. I fit into your pocket so I’m with you at all times. You can pick up a version of me at the beach. I’ve been polished by the waves, caressed by the foam. I gleam in the sun, bright, luminous. I am smooth yet strong to the touch. Beats a rock any day for strength and endurance. I’m your stone.