Oh yes. Every time we are broken, it is irreparable. And the pieces that are lost are irreplaceable. But we learn to live with the cracks and the gaps in our hearts. And one day, we find that we are filled with light- that we have been all along but were unable to see it. It is this light shining through our broken places that truly makes us beautiful.
Sometimes the pieces may shatter completely and fall to the floor- but this is not the end! Mosaics and stained glass windows are crafted from bits of broken glass, and so we too may reshape ourselves from the remnants of what we once were. It is not a repair, but a recreation. These pieces that once made us up- they are not useless. Their purpose does not vanish because they are broken. After all, they still make us up.
We may be broken, but that doesn't make us damaged. Damage comes from abandoning the work, leaving it unfinished, or not starting at all. Letting your soul shatter and sprinkle down and then walking away. Leaving a pile of shards, of fractals of your heart, and though this is beautiful, it is heart wrenching.
For we all have beauty within us. And like a puzzle, our broken pieces can fit back together, but unlike a puzzle, they fit in infinitely different ways. Like fractals, we are geometric, and we must discover the end we love best. We put ourselves together and break again and again, for the sole purpose of discovering the best creation we can produce of ourselves. Breaking is an opportunity to start anew, to make something more of yourself, or to make the same person again and be reminded of your own worth.
In being broken, we do not lose something- we gain it.
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