Her tiptoes must have ached as she…
stood outside, straining to see the joyful celebration through the panes of a dirty window. She felt hopelessly excluded in her dingy rags, yet so desperately wanted to join the festivities. Then the unthinkable happened. The host approached and put salve on her eyes and healed her perception. She was startled to discover that the dirty window was only a product of her cloudy perspective and that she had been standing in the middle of the dance floor all along. Never interacting because she had believed she was outside, she’d been observing for what seemed like forever…standing as still as a statue and cold as a stone. Almost immediately her sorrow turned to joy and before shame could steal her new found freedom, she glimpsed down at her rags to discover that the same glass of deception had falsely colored her clothing grey. A glimpse of her reflection in the light of His eyes, revealed her garment was pure white and beautiful.
Hand made pillow of linen cotton canvas featuring a chandelier on front with vintage frames silhouetted on back, and a ruffle of coordinating French Ticking.
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