For the words that deserve somewhere to stay.

Not everything we write needs to become a story.

Sometimes it is only a few lines.

A thought that comes in the middle of the night.
Something we wish we could say to someone who is gone.
A quiet prayer.
A truth about love.
A moment of loneliness.
A sentence that finally puts words around something we have been feeling for a very long time.

Those pieces have become an important part of Eternal Marigold.

And we wanted them to have a home.

The Spirit of the Marigold is where we keep them.

Here you will find our shorter reflections on grief, remembrance, love, relationships, change, and the many emotions that come with simply being human.

Some may make you cry.

Some may make you think of someone.

Some may feel strangely familiar, as though someone reached into your own thoughts and found the words before you could.

Grief especially has a way of becoming private.

We learn how to answer “How are you?”
We learn how to function.
We go back to work.
We make dinner.
We answer messages.

And still, somewhere underneath all of that, we are carrying someone.

Here, you do not have to hide it.
We sit with you in it.

There is nothing you are expected to do with these words.

Read them.

Keep the ones that find you.

Come back when you need them.

Send one to someone when you know exactly who needs to see it.

This is simply a place for the thoughts, memories, prayers, and quiet truths we believe are worth keeping.

Welcome to The Spirit of the Marigold.

Where memory blooms forever.