My grandma used to serve me tea in a cracked cup every morning. I often begged her to throw it away and buy a new one.
She always smiled and replied. This cup has survived every fall. After so many years I finally understood. Life knocked me down with failures, heartbreaks and alot of disappointments. Each time I want to give up I remember grandma's cup.
Sometimes, scars don't make one weaker. It proved that one survived what many thought would break you
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