imagine you had this precious vase.
and you were very careless when handling it.
the first time you dropped it on the floor, a small visible hair-line crack could be seen.
the second time you dropped it, the crack grew and it was more visible.
the third time it hit the floor, the vase started having more cracks.
and the fourth time it slipped off from your hands and fell to the floor,
the whole vase shattered into pieces.
each time the vase hits the floor, it becomes weaker and weaker.
you decided to not throw the broken pieces away, as it was precious.
throwing it away would mean giving up on it.
you decided to put the pieces back together, like a puzzle.
the process was hard, lots of time was taken up just to put the pieces together.
you suffered, yet you continue to hold on.
finally, you finished the job.
but the vase was different from before.
it got back its shape, but...the cracks could still be seen.
the vase looked more fragile then before.
one small knock on it could just make the whole thing fall into pieces again.
but now when you look at the vase,
you are reminded of your mistake; your carelessness.
the vase seems more precious than before, because you don't want it to break anymore.
the cracks will stay forever. they are like scars.
but they relay a message to you and only you yourself understand it.
you tell yourself this, "i will grow stronger."
*what i have been pondering about throughout the night*
