Bee's Self-Affirmation:

I am a precious child of God.

I am worthy of love.

I am not fat, I'm fluffy.

The Good Lord has a plan for me and I know I should just butt my busy bee self out of it, but if I could make one teensy suggestion to Him…I'd love for Gerard the Janitor to scoop me up in his string bean arms and carry me to a bed made of clouds that smell like rhubarb pies where we'd do it all night long and I'd be 30 pounds lighter and recently waxed.

I am a precious child of God.