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How a Broken Mug Broke My Heart

So much drama for something as inconsequential such as a broken mug. According to research made by Heinz cup soup, nearly 60% of people had an emotional attachment to their favorite mug.

Mugs remind us of happy times. - Unknown

I woke up to a beautiful sunny Sunday morning and to celebrate that moment, what better way to do it was to team it up with a nice warm cup of coffee. I went to my kitchen to prepare my coffee but I can't find my favorite mug!

 I asked hubby, "Daddy did you see my mug?"

"I accidentally broke it, sorry Mommy."

"Why did you broke it? Why did you use it? I had that mug when we just had two kids!"

I was fuming mad, his sorries can't appease me and yes I had that mug for such a long time in fact another 2 kids had popped out of me from the time I had that mug!

Seriously, I felt devastated when I learned my mug was broken. I've been using that mug for 20 years.. that long! I was the one who picked that Mug for myself which I bought at SM Department Store.

For 20 years that mug had been with me through thick & thin, through tears & triumphs, through loneliness & happiness. It accompanied me in my stay in hospitals
either I was the patient or one of my kids or hubby. It travelled with me during vacations and even had gone with me to the office. It even outlived my parents and my sister. How can I now live without my loyal mug?😥

My broken mug😢
See that quote in my mug? "Best Mum in the world." That's what I want to be for my children, to be the best Mommy for them. I didn't know how hard it would be, to be the best Momma for your kids.

I had a difficult time getting pregnant and when I finally did, I miscarried. That was an inopportune time for me because I wanted so much to have a child. The second time I got pregnant, I carried it to full term and delivered a baby girl. It was a difficult pregnancy and the succeeding pregnancies as well. I didn't know how to be a mother and I learned that no school or book can teach you to be a mother, you learn it by yourself. 

When my baby cries in the middle of the night, I would cry too. When my baby is sick, I was always worried, I was scared something bad would happen to my child. When I go to work, one foot is inside the house while my other foot is outside the door. When I hear my baby crying as I leave the house that breaks my heart, I want to go back and lull my baby to sleep. Then before long, I had two other girls and the last one my only boy. I have 4 angels to love and complete me.

Being a mother is a very big responsibility and that dawned on me when I delivered my first baby. I realized that I am fully responsible for this child, for all her needs: material, financial, spiritual and emotional. This is not just playing house, I am now responsible for another human being and I felt daunted about it.

I know I'm not a perfect mother and I have failed my children so many times. I want to tell my kids that Mommy is trying to be the perfect embodiment of a mother, I want them to be proud of me and for the many times I disappoint them that I am sorry but one thing I can promise them is that, Mommy will always be there for them.

While sipping my coffee I usually stare at the quote in my mug as if I'm pondering   on those words.  In  my  melancholy, I rummaged through our garbage to retrieve my broken mug. I took it out and put it back together although I cannot use it anymore for drinking coffee. I want to keep it or store it for display because of its sentimental value and the memories attached to my favorite mug.

My favorite mug which I put back together😘
My favorite mug during happier times

Did a broken mug broke your heart too? What is your favorite mug story? Care to share it too? Just comment below.

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Middle life is beautiful.

Till next time. God bless.


Comments

  1. It's hard when something that means so much to us is no longer useable...at least not in it's orginal fashion. I hope you can use your favourite mug for flowers or pens or something else helpful. You'll still be able to see the quote and be reminded of happy times.

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    1. Hi Pamela! You're certainly right, I am reusing my "glued mug" and it has become a pen holder for me now! Thanks for sharing your thoughts. :)

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  2. It's amazing how special certain items can become to us because of what they remind us of. Although I've been trying to declutter our home little by little, there are certain things I know I'll never be able to part with, especially those that remind me of our boys. Sorry about your broken mug!

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    1. Hi Lauren! We indeed become attached to things we often use and we developed an emotional attachment to it. And yes, I'm one of those moms who has a hard time parting with or giving up things when I declutter my home! Thanks for sharing your thoughts. :)

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