Fractured
We received this set of dishes from our wedding registry. They’re nothing fancy, but neither are we. Shortly after acquiring them, we experienced several heartbreaking losses from failed pregnancies, the last of which was an ectopic and required a painful procedure to abort which only enhanced the mental ache. Not sure if we could muster the strength to try again, we got a puppy. He eased the pain and we decided to give it one final attempt. This time, the pregnancy seemed to be progressing better than the others had. We lived in an 800 sq. foot house, and I panicked. If things continued to go well, we would not have room for a child and a 95-pound dog. So, we found a new house, and we moved in when I was around five or six months along. As I was unpacking the dishes, I realized that there were only three of these bowl/mug thingies. It seemed I’d inadvertently left one of them behind. And as I put the three remaining dishes away, I thought to myself, it’s okay. We are going...