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Two sides to every story

Glass act: The mug that split in two all on its own.

Some people are “glass half-empty” folks, others lean toward being “glass half-full.” I fear that despite my best efforts, I’m one of the former. I have a friend, however, who — thanks to an incredible occurrence in his kitchen — gets to be both simultaneously.

My friend — let’s call him “Bob” — was sitting at his kitchen table, quietly savoring the New York Times crossword one morning this week when a glass mug full of coffee that had been left on the counter split in two.

Really! It was like one of those Criss Angel Mindfreak stunts – the mug had neatly separated down the middle, and not along its fabricated seams. The halves slid a centimeter or two apart, leaving the coffee to drip down the cabinets into a puddle on the floor.

Bob was so amazed by this marvel, he decided to keep the pieces. They are displayed on his window sill. (I have seen the mug; he is not making this up.)

I’ve been thinking a lot about this mug, and how it is a metaphor for life. I don’t know about you, but too often, I become fixated on the bad stuff, wallow in my own little pity party and forget to be grateful for the good in my life. Or I get caught up in the euphoria of happy things and neglect the less-fun matters that also require my attention. It’s human nature, I know.

But that mug is an ideal reminder: Both sides of the half-empty/half-full glass are needed to contain a full and balanced life.

Otherwise, we’re destined to wander aimlessly, like that growing puddle of coffee on Bob’s kitchen floor.

About Terri S. Vanech

Wife, mother, communications specialist, Jazzercise instructor and recently reunited adoptee. I'm living out loud -- and trying to make it all work -- in midlife. Having a sense of humor sure helps.

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