I purchased a sign from Kirkland’s online that spoke to me. Not the same way as the things speak to shoppers in the Pier 1 ads, but the same in theory. When I see something that resonates with who I am, I buy it. Well, that isn’t 100% true. A convertible Mercedes resonates with who I am, but doesn’t resonate with what I make – hence, I don’t always buy everything that resonates with who I am.
The point was the sign from Kirkland’s online – it resonated and as such I purchased it. It arrived today with a few other items that resonated. I must digress ever so briefly though to say that Kirkland’s has the best product protection packaging for shipping I have ever seen (and note, I shop online a lot). If you ever have to ship heirloom china around the world you want Kirkland’s to do the shipping for you.
But back to the sign – here it is.
Oh, yes…this sign was made for me and the crazy group of people I call family. When I saw it I was tickled pink – well, not literally, as being tickled pink does not sound pleasant. Perhaps it is better to say I was very pleased. I was pleased that someone out there understood that there is beauty in the chaotic elements a family can possess. I felt validated and supported by the sentiment. As I said, it spoke to me.
I am on a purge cycle in my life presently. The only things that get to stick around are the things I need and the things that mean something special to me. This new sign means something to me. It serves as a reminder to all that we embrace our nutty, loud, rambunctious clan…and, that we are not alone in appreciating such a family unit. Clearly, there are others like us, after all – we have a sign.
Day one thousand two hundred and eighty-five of the new forty – obla di obla da