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A Perfect Fit

Hello Blogoverse! Ok, so we're cool with each other right? I mean we've shared experiences, stories and laughs with each other. So since we're cool with each other, lemme ask you something - what size are your unmentionables? LOL I'm kidding - unless you just wanna share - but seriously, why do you think there are different sizes? Pants, shoes, shirts - but it doesn't stop there. Apartments, houses, cars, meals - literally there's a size reference for just about everything. Wonder why? No? Just me, huh? Or did you already say  - "Duh, it's because not everyone is the same" DING DING DING Well you don't say...

Alright let's dig a little further. Search your memories - do you recall hearing/reading a story about a young lady, who was like the overlooked child of the family, who one day gets the chance of a lifetime...she gets to go to a super swank grown-up party. I'm talking flashy ride - complete with a chauffeur, custom-made fancy dress and custom-made SUPER fancy shoes. Anyway it was a party that anyone who's anyone would love to attend. So she's at this party and before long she's dancing with this charming prince of a man. *wink wink* She's having the time of her LIFE and then she looks at the clock and realizes it's almost curfew. GASP!!!

Trying to stay out of trouble, she dashes out of the ballroom and UGH dang it! She drops one of her shoes! How? Well, she took them off to run down the block on the way to her house of course. Ok so you know the story now, right? And what happens next? Yep, the stepsisters try to fit the shoe when the charming prince of a man searches the neighborhood for his missing lady. For some reason he can't recognize her by face but luckily he found the shoe she dropped and so, yeah - anyway...So the stepsisters feet were too big. Then he sees the shy overlooked sister and asks her to try it on. Oooh those stepsisters were fish grease hot when that shoe fit her like it was made for her (uh, cause it was...) She didn't have to force anything because it was for her and it was a perfect fit.

Now you might think this was a story about how the once overlooked girl won because the shoe (slipper) fit her perfectly. And because of that, she got the charming prince of a man and lived happily- ok yeah so maybe in way that's true. But what about the stepsisters? 

See like them, sometimes we forget that all things are not meant for us. We try to force ourselves to fit into situations, personas, clothes - that just aren't the right size. Maybe they're too big, too small or the wrong shape - square pegs don't fit into round holes unless forced. And music! Not all music is meant to be played at all functions and occasions - and that's perfectly okay! Imagine how boring it would be if all houses, cars and apartments were the same size, shape, model and color. Now imagine how boring it would be if you applied that same idea to people.

So the stepsisters? I think they learned a valuable lesson, one that we should all try to remember. It's perfectly okay to be YOU...to not be like anyone else...to be unique. You see, it's that UNIQUENESS, the stuff that makes you YOU, that someone - the person meant for you- will love, honor and cherish. So just be YOU! You are a PERFECT FIT...Besides, those other roles are already taken anyway.



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