Blog Posts From 1000 Days Sober
Nickel is a ceramic pig.
Zia dropped him a few times (not the smartest gift for a 3-year-old).
The first time she dropped him I suggested we bury him in the garden. The second time, I put him in the trash.
This morning, Zia said to me, "Dad, can we stop putting Nickel in the trash, or trying to bury him. He doesn't like it, and what's wrong with a three-legged, one-eared pig anyway?"
We're all broken in some way.
Don't let anyone bury you or put you in the trash.
Like Nickel, you're perfectly imperfect.