The single tear drop rolling from her eye to the floor. In that moment she knew the truth, she belongs, to the only one who matters. A deep breath in and she is finally at peace. The battle inside her has come to an end, the victor is gracious and kind. He brings her near to him, the warmth and comfort he brings is welcome. She feels the pieces that were once her broken soul become mended and strengthened. She is getting up. She looks up, the sun is shining out of his eyes. He looks at her, picks up her tear drop from the place it has fallen. He undoes the necklace from around her neck, adds the tear drop to the others and gives it back to her. There in his arms she wonders why she ever left, why she keeps leaving. He is always there. He is always the best place to be. As she goes into battle again she will hold tight to her necklace, she will remember him, she will look to his leadership. This time she will fight harder and go further so everyone can know his warm embrace....