Celebrate You

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That estate sale…

Was a collector’s dream…the home full of beautiful things…all things that husband of mine admires…

Fossils…rocks…Native American artifacts…feathers…antlers…Kokopellis of all kind…it was this man’s…doodad fantasy…

And then…what to my wondering eyes should there be…nestled behind a rock…on a shelf…in the office…a vase…a tiny vase…a tiny…swung glass vase…

Twas an awkward thing…cloudy…leaned to the left…a big chip out of the base…walked off…and let it stay…

But something niggled as we ambled…that vintage vase…tiny little misfit that it was…alone…hiding amidst the grandeur of the southwestern decor…

Was special…in spite of its quirks…and deserved love…in spite of its flaws…and so..for the grand old price of 1.00…it came home…with that pair of boots…

And so it is…today…we celebrate that which makes us unique…no one is exactly like you…and you…are exactly…like no one…

And that’s…what makes you beautiful…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…