It’s Just a Plate

The Plate

It’s just a plate.

The plate was left on the table.
The plate was knocked off the table.
The plate hit the floor.
The plate broke into pieces.

Neither kid was at fault. It was an accident. However, I lost my temper. It shouldn’t have happened, but it did.

I vigorously washed dishes and cooled down.

Lily came to me a while later with tears in her eyes telling me how grateful she was to have a family.

I apologized and told her that I was just frustrated, not that it was an excuse.

So, like everyone else, I can just vow to try harder, to be better, next time.

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