Monday, January 2, 2017

Missing Pieces






As I ripped the tape to get the package open I heard a distinctive rattle. The beautiful pot that my dear friend had made for me was in a dozen pieces. A surprise in more ways than one. I found the Super Glue and went to work. All of the shards fit and it is hard to see the cracks now. One minuscule piece was missing, leaving a tiny hole in the side. 

Brought to mind the wisdom of my pal, Rebekah:

Once your heart has been broken, there's always a little piece missing.




No comments:

Post a Comment