The vase will never hold flowers again because it cannot hold water. Held together by history and commitment but still broken. Like the pieces missing from your relationship. There are holes in it created by pieces you did not find and never will. You slowly turn it around on the table and realize it is an archaic reproduction of its original form. Something so precious you often proudly displayed it to friends Over a period of three weeks, you managed to glue the vase back together. You find two small pieces, place them on the table and stare down at the broken pieces of something you cherished and was beautiful. When you believe all the pieces have been collected and placed on the table, you do one last search for the smallest pieces you may have missed. After all, you’ve had it for thirty years. You realize it may not be the same as it once was, but would vase be good enough to keep. You must be methodical and cautious because your path is covered with egg shells. Imagine trying to pick up the pieces of your life, left behind in the wake of betrayal. For a moment you’re not sure what to do but then you decide to try and repair it. It reminded me of something I wrote many years ago about a vase that was knocked off the shelf and broken into many pieces. Betrayal is the ultimate form of deceit and deception. Love and marriage are often broken by betrayal, lies and unkept promises. I refer to the story, as “The Broken Vase.” I answered, “when promises, borders and commitment are broken, and especially betrayal, the relationship may be repaired but never return to what it once was or could have been.”īefore she left, she thanked me for giving her a copy. She said, “everything is fine, but I cannot get your story or quote about the broken pieces out of my mind.” She took a deep breath raised her head and, in half whisper, said, “it really described the broken pieces in my marriage? I asked, “is everything all right,” knowing she did not ask me to meet to discuss a job offer. We sat in the restaurant for forty-five minutes discussing her new job opportunity when her face grew solemn. A few weeks back, a longtime friend asked if I would meet her for lunch to discuss a new job offer.
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