I was going to paint him a branch to sit on. I was going to paint a big bright flower behind him. I was going to paint him with vines trellising about the page. And then he looked at me, and I realized how amazing he was all on his own. He's imperfect. He's a little wonky. He's got quite a personality. He's just right, just as he is. So are you. So am I. Love yourself first.

Love, Cheri (ribbit!)

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