Borchardt Consulting

Shattered

Posted on: August 16, 2011

A parent in grief is like a vase that has been hurled to crash upon the concrete.  In one sudden, fluid and irretrievable motion, we are shattered into thousands of pieces in an unpredictable landing pattern.  The debris field of our souls is vast.

The base, still intact is mostly defined by jagged edges to be handled with care.  Sharp edges that will slice open those who are not cautious and even some who are.

Piece by piece the vase must be put back together.  Years of painstaking work will be needed to place back together the shards of who we are.  A vast puzzle of unfathomable  proportions, is swept up from the floor and lies in a dustpan.  Value and beauty worth saving, lying in a magnitude of destruction that seems impossible to replicate.

And it is.

Slowly and surely, with help and support, we once again begin to take form.  Reminiscent of our previous structure, but not exact.  Piece by piece is put back in place, but will never be flawless.  The glue of love helps hold us together.  Far to fragile to be set in a vise for bonding, we must sit in the open, unprotected from life, while the adhesive takes hold, in danger of being accidentally or carelessly knocked down again.

Once all the pieces are back in place, the best they ever will be, we are still fractured and chipped, yet we still are able to hold onto the potpourri of the beautiful flowers that we once held and are still  just as precious a ever.  Our imperfections bring character and showcase our history.

It may be years before we are able to build up the strength of a seal coating and even then we will occasionally leak when under pressure and need a little extra mending and tender loving care.

We always will have our chips and cracks, but will also survive to hold life’s most beautiful bouquets.

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1 Response to "Shattered"

Very picturesque description. I have always pictured the death of a child as a wrecking ball smashing into a beautiful, crystal vase. It scatters the pieces with so much force into so many directions that some pieces are turned into mere dust and blow away. Others we search for in varying and sometimes odd places. Some pieces we never find and will need to find new pieces to fit in their places. It takes a long time to put form back to something that looks like the previous structure….but it will never look the same. Help and support certainly shortens the process, I would think…

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