Mend Your Glass

I was preparing the usual Sunday afternoon fufu and whilst I stirred it on fire, I had to stop once a while to wipe the tears that streaked down my cheeks. Life had thrown at me one of its worst moments again. The inevitable had occurred and I had to pick up the broken pieces of that glass I had held so dear to patch them up again.

      I knew the pain would not last forever yet there was no way I could end it. I cried out in the glare of people, especially my family. With time I learned to grieve within and not show it on the outside. I lost a lot of weight from a complete Uk size 12 to a size10. I only realised it on the morning when tragedy befell me and I was taken to the hospital.

    Yet after the dark clouds came my sunshine again. I picked up the broken pieces of the glass right after I got discharged from hospital.  On I began again,  to mould my glass back into shape.  A year on I have moulded it into a more beautiful and stronger glass. Only you know what went into moulding that vessel, and so protect it, even if you let oters drink from it.

  At other times, it is the people you allow access to your precious piece of ornament who actually  are the problem.  People who do not know the true essence of valuing what others give them because perhaps they themselves as individuals do not even know the worth of their own priceless assets,let alone learning to value others’ precious jewels.

No wonder the good Book says “don’t cast your precious pears before swines.”

     Or you know what, some people will always want to drink from different glasses. Yes and others would just not cherish your glass. So cherish your glass. Pick up the pieces and remould it.

Have you had your glass broken by some undeserving person? Have you carelessly given it out to the wrong people?  Or have you ever had your glass broken through no fault of yours?
Your glass could be anything that you value: Your life and trust, which you expect  others to cherish  too: a spouse or girlfriend, friends,career,business and many more.

My glass has been moulded, I'm drinking from it but this time I learned to let only deserving people drink from it lest they break it and cause me to go through the same traumatic experience that took lots of effort, determination, persistence and self worth to mould again.

Have you ever had your glass broken by some undeserving person? Have you carelessly given it out to the wrong people?  Or have you ever had your glass broken through no fault of yours?
Whatever it is, pick up the broken pieces and put them together. You never lose by doing so. You only hurt and learn.

A few hours ago, my two little friends; Getty and Ohemaa bid their mum farewell. A tough day it has been for them. Praying God comforts them even as they grow up without a mum. This is for the two  cuties:God will take care of you, yes I'm sure he will...xxxx