Henrietta

Dame Henrietta sits ostentatiously established on the sofa in my living room.  There’s a mood about her as she looks down her nose with a saucy expression on her face.  Henrietta is a stately old broad.

Now, I’m not being disrespectful here.  Henrietta is the name I’ve given to the sultry, sassy ostrich on a pillow that rests all plucky next to some other cushions.  I like her.  She is bold and brash and especially tough, resilient and strong.  Dame Hetty personifies some traits that I do not possess.

Henrietta’s feisty style and attitude will put you in your place, if need be.  She has a confidence that comes with being comfortable in her own craggy skin; all while being outfitted in grand ostrich feathers.  A chocker with a single drop bead circles her slender ballet pink neck, while elongated plumes embellish her headdress.  Her shoulders are demurely shrouded with soft, downy naps.

What do I learn from Dame Henrietta the Ostrich?   Be secure in who I am; it’s okay to have a wrinkled neck if you’re wearing ostrich feathers.   Spunky assertiveness can be an asset, when you don’t have teeth. Strength and a warped sense of humor – she is a quirky looking flightless bird – will carry you through dry, waterless days.  Yes, Henrietta can go days without drinking, simply absorbing moisture from the food she eats.   And, just like Hetty, indulge in a time-consuming, bubble- occupied bath as often as possible.

Loving Henrietta’s audacity…

Missy

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