for the me within you who no one else believed in but who showed all them how wrong they were. For the “hims” for the “hers” who believed in themselves against all odds, against all the shouting, against all the punishments, against all the laughs under the breaths of all those smart asses who thought they knew it all, but didn’t know who you really were. God bless ya, keep believing. (you get the sign and a bag of stuff that will help you hang it…the statue, she stays with me)