My Ex.....

So...there she was in all of her thirty dollar glory

Sitting, well kneeling... alone

in the Habitat for Humanity store.

I love old South and Central American

Clay. I am fascinated with Santos and ex votos, milagres...

Handmade for purpose...with reason.

In Mexico, an ex voto is most commonly a personal thank you note

to God,

often taking the form of folk art.

So...the lady, made into the lamp, called my name.

I left her at the counter as I shopped...Then later was concerned that someone else would

scoop her up and buy her as I browsed old windows, and broken tile!

They didn't.

Then I realized that probably not many people saw the beauty in her

that I did.

I'm pretty sure I saw one old couple actually laughing

That's ok...She will fit right in our casa...with

some of the other misfits...er...
Beautiful souls.

When I asked my daughter's opinion of which room she looked best in...She answered...


The closet.

sigh.