A Letter To My Lost Rhinestones

Dear Little Rhinestone,

Our beginnings together started joyously, carefully opening your paper pouch to reveal your shining glory and luminous color. Meticulously I created a pattern bringing to life all my showgirl dreams so that you may forever live under the lights, transporting the audience to decadent dreams. This could have been your destiny. This could have been you, but instead your final days will be lived in lost crevasses and corners until one day you are picked up by my bare feet and placed in the mixed bag with the remaining lost stones. There you will sit until you get to live out your new hopeful destiny as a replacement rhinestone for a mended costume. I’m sorry you fell off my tool while trying to place you. I’m sorry that you were tossed on the carpet when my cat decided to jump onto my lap consequently spilling the entire plate of all of your shining siblings. Until you reach your true destination my costume won’t be complete. Rest easy lost rhinestone, for I will find you. Unless you end up in the vacuum, and in that case, sorry about it.

xoxo,
A Sad Showgirl