Black and white framed photo of white flowers.

This frame is a favorite.  I love the sculptured lines, the vintage glass.

It was a gift from a dear friend – I don’t know – maybe twenty years ago?  While dusting the shelf it sits upon (not as often as I should) I remembered when I broke it. 

See the crack in the glass on the bottom, toward the right?  Moving too quickly as I dumped a stack of books next to it (on a too-small table) the fragile frame flew to the floor where it made an insanely loud cracking noise. 

At first I didn’t see the damage because the tiny fissure blends in so well.

When I realized it was cracked I was heartbroken.  At first.

But over the years, my love for the frame, the flowers and the friend who gifted it to me have only grown, in spite of (or because of) the fracture.

Perfectly imperfect.  

-Vicki

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