Standing brightly among the plethora of Canadian geese is a single white goose. I’ve named her Genevieve.
I’ve seen Genevieve all over town–on the sidewalk by the park, swimming alone on the river. I can’t figure out why she is always the only one of her type or why she is generally alone. (Any goose experts out there?)
As I am wont to do, I’ve been personifying this solitary white goose. She’s a loner, independent. She stands in stark contrast to her environment but doesn’t care! No inadequacies here, Genevieve knows who she is and isn’t afraid to show it.
M’dears…if you’re feeling insecure, look to Genevieve and be your big, bad, beautiful self!