Where You are Seen
Go where you are celebrated.
I took a much beloved piece of broken jewelry to the place where I take special pieces for repair. Maybe I wasn’t dressed properly, but they sent me away, discouraged and without hope.
I went to the place where I have always received a smile; the owner doesn’t know my name but I am known to him. We see each other. I left my treasure in his hands and he promised to do his best. He respected my treasure and its personal value to me. I should have gone there first.
Go where you are celebrated. To bad you blew it, big fancy store. You won’t remember, but I’ll never forget. #treateverybodyright #TheLifeIWant
Chelle A Wilson 