If I could travel back in time to the winter playground of my youth, alone with my crystalized tears and my snowflake thoughts and my too-tight coat that failed to keep me zipped up against your icicle jabs,
I would not change that moment.
I took your icicles and hung them from my tree. Turned my crystalized tears into a strand of twinkling lights. Made a star of my snowflake thoughts and gently placed it on top.
Then I wrapped my tree in garland cut from my too-tight coat. The worn-out metal zipper refracted rainbow light from my strand of crystalized tears. And I stood back and looked at all the parts of me that before I was ashamed to see.
I sparkled.
Libby Lane Creative 
Lovely Lib..the pictures in my head are gorgeously sweet 🥰💕
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Thanks, Barb. Xoxo
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Absolutely beautiful!
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Thanks, Esther!
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Wonderful!!
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Oh, thank you so much, Brock!
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Love this.
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Xoxo
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Well done, Libby, well done.
Dad
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