Stickers

I once had a sticker album. It was FULL of every kind of sticker imaginable. There were glitter stickers, scratch and sniff stickers, bumper stickers, Strawberry Shortcake stickers, Hello Kitty stickers, Star Wars stickers. . . You name it, I had it in there. Sometimes I would try to peel a sticker off a page. I'd grown tired of it. It didn't represent what I wanted "in" my sticker album. But inevitably, when I'd try to tear a sticker from its page, there was always a little bit left behind. Usually, I'd try to cover up the remnant of the old sticker with a new one. But I could always see some of the old underneath the new.

We are all stickers on someones page; and no matter how hard we try to peel one off or cover one up. . . there is always a little left behind.