My coffee mug. The one I've had for years.
I left it outside on the grill. Chris kicked a ball....
He came inside, apologies and blame-shifting words tripping out of his mouth.
A simple "I'm sorry" and some space would have been better.
Later, as I stared at the shards in the trash, trying to think of some use for the broken, painted flowers,
Finley said, "Mom, I know you liked your cup. But you can find another one you'll like."
Where have I heard those words before?
1 comment:
Corrie Ten Boom once said something to this effect: "I've learned to hold things loosely, because it hurts too much when God has to pry them out of my hands." My sympathy on your loss, but Finley is right...You will find a new one!....:)
Love, Ma
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