A mirror broke today.

It was a large, heavy mirror. One that I had painted and thought looked perfect on the table in my dining room. Even though I had secured it to the wall, it came crashing down.

It scratched my good table, chipped my new floor, and sent shards of glass flying across two rooms. I was disappointed and discouraged.

But no one was hurt.

Mostly, I feel a tremendous sense of gratitude for the empty chair.