On this Saturday afternoon, I happened to look up and see sunshine streaming through a west-facing window at the right — and very brief — time to illuminate the Chinese chest in our family room …
As you can see, it has many nicks and dings, some better described as gouges! Scratches. Cracks. Wear. All these flaws make me appreciate and adore it even more.
For these flaws are not faults. They’re the result of having had a full life.
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