Special Order

There’s a lot of pressure this time of year. As women we compare ourselves to the “perfect woman” in our head. We don’t know what she looks like. We don’t know who she is. We just know we can’t quite measure up.

But what if we were special ordered? What if someone walked into a store, filled out a form and ordered us up special?

Just for a moment consider that possibility.

If the first fact -that we can’t measure up- could to be true then this idea -that we were special ordered- has just as much probability of being true as well.

I heard this yesterday. I was sitting in my car and my first thought was, “That’s dumb.”

…and then I thought, “well, I’ll be damned, that’s kinda true.”

I thought of you, and you, and you and you. I would have walked into the friend and family store and ordered You. There is no doubt in my mind. I would have ordered you and I would have paid extra for shipping, but lucky lucky me you just landed at my door.

We are special ordered. Many would tell us so.

And I am ever thankful I ordered YOU.

Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours.

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