Or exremities rather.

It’s funny how we really dont notice how delicate our hands and feet really are. How fragile we are as a person. I mean our hand do all the work for us every day to get stuff done or to transmit sensory messages to our brains. Tie, push, rub, pull, untie, open, close, scratch, twist, press, snap. Fingers are busy.
Toes, in your shoes all day are only allowed to get sweaty and hot only given the jsutice the deserve once in a while on that oh-so-plush rug at so-and-so’s house.

But your belly button on the other hand sit safe pressed up against soft shirts or tucked away under a thick comforter. Of wrapped in a hug. Soft and vulnerable.

A belly button is what people wish they weren’t but take for granted that they are.

Soft, lovable, vulnerable, protected, (or not), often kept hidden from others, real self masked away.

So please thank your belly button for me, cause though it may be pampered,it has seen a lot, and it is by far the cutest button around.

everyone knows the best belly button is the one that’s yours.

My favorite friend, belly button, this one is for you. (not the belly button tucked away in mt shirt, but MY belly button)

xoxoxo

i love you grammy

delia rose