Broken Object

The contents of this book are dear to me. They represent a part of my life that I have had to live and deal with. We are a broken object. We are all broken in different ways. Some of us in a small piece some in a big piece and some in several pieces all over. As the author of this book I was looking for those pieces I had lost trying to puzzle over where they belonged and where they should be. It felt like I was picking up pieces of broken glass: it cut me every time I picked up one of the pieces. In the end though I found a way to merge them with a little bit of gold.