I bought a set of bowls…
They weren’t expensive and I didn’t really need them, but they were pretty – painted in bright colors and I felt happy when I looked at them.
So, I bought them and brought them home with me.
I used them that first night.
The dog smashed the biggest one the second day I had it. Broken into a lot of pieces. I said it was okay, but I felt a little less happy as I put the pieces in the trash.
The next day, as I was washing the middle sized bowl, I noticed that it had a big chip on the rim. Okay. I finished washing it and planted a geranium in it. And turned it around so I couldn’t see the damage.
As I was putting up the washed dishes later that day, I picked up the smallest bowl and saw the crack. A crack that ran from top to bottom. I tried to put a plant in it so that I didn’t have to throw it away, but it leaked water everywhere.
I thought about trying to fix it and it sat on the counter for a long time.
Today, I looked at that bowl.
It no longer brought me happiness.
In fact, when I looked at it, I felt regret that I had purchased it at all.
I thought about the fact that everything is not valuable and worth salvaging.
I can’t have it all.
I don’t want it all.
Real happiness is not found in things.
Some things can’t be fixed.
Some things shouldn’t be fixed.
It’s important to practice discerning the difference between what is truly valuable and worth our time and energy and what is not worthy.
Sometimes a broken bowl is just a broken bowl.
And I need to let it go.