rose coloured glasses #101
Broken….frame twisted…lens popped out.
I was at the park with some personal training clients and it was time for stretching. I laid down on my mat and put my sunglasses beside me – and forgot the glasses were there as I wrapped up the session. I stood up and felt something give under my foot – yep, it was the sunglasses.
So, what’s the big deal….just broken sunglasses. All I need to do is buy another pair, right? We’ve all had mishaps with sunglasses (which is why I never spend a lot of money on sunglasses!) so no need to write about it.
However, the broken, twisted sunglasses represented a relationship that became broken and twisted, as well. They were purchased for me last May as an early birthday present by a new friend whom seemed like she was going to become a close, dear friend that would be part of my…
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