I had a tangled chain
I had a tangled chain
Literally and Figuratively
I had a tangled chain, a 24k gold chain, that once held a crucifix I had lost along the way. I found this chain about a year back and thought it was in disrepair. I tossed this knotted ball of metal in the garbage. My little girl took it out if the trash and said, "mommy, people should not throw away gold, it's too precious!" So she put it in her jewelry box.
A few months back I saw this mess of a chain safely kept by my daughter. I took it out to try and begin untangling the wreck that it was. The knots were so intricate, I didn't know where one began and one ended. I quickly became frustrated and put it back away. But the thought of that precious chain sitting tangled haunted me. So everyday I worked on it little by little.
Over the last few months I used different tools to slowly revive this jumbled mess. Slowly but surly this ball of knots became a chain again, with much smaller more manageable knots.
Last night I released the final tangle and shined up my little chain. Sure it's got a few kinks here and there. I'm glad my little girl took it out if the trash. Because she is correct... Gold does not belong in the dumpster! Now I need to find that crucifix I lost along the way.
I am that chain, YOU are that chain. We are worth more than we know and should care for ourselves and treasure ourselves as if we are gold!
I had a tangled chain, a 24k gold chain, that once held a crucifix I had lost along the way. I found this chain about a year back and thought it was in disrepair. I tossed this knotted ball of metal in the garbage. My little girl took it out if the trash and said, "mommy, people should not throw away gold, it's too precious!" So she put it in her jewelry box.
A few months back I saw this mess of a chain safely kept by my daughter. I took it out to try and begin untangling the wreck that it was. The knots were so intricate, I didn't know where one began and one ended. I quickly became frustrated and put it back away. But the thought of that precious chain sitting tangled haunted me. So everyday I worked on it little by little.
Over the last few months I used different tools to slowly revive this jumbled mess. Slowly but surly this ball of knots became a chain again, with much smaller more manageable knots.
Last night I released the final tangle and shined up my little chain. Sure it's got a few kinks here and there. I'm glad my little girl took it out if the trash. Because she is correct... Gold does not belong in the dumpster! Now I need to find that crucifix I lost along the way.
I am that chain, YOU are that chain. We are worth more than we know and should care for ourselves and treasure ourselves as if we are gold!
Ok I loved this post lol and the reason I'm laughing as because I was about to type out how touching this post was and thinking about my reply I just got this stupid moment going on in my head of some country singer twanging away on a banjo singing 'I had a tangled chain' lol
Aaaaaanyway now that's out the way - what a lovely story and all the more so nice that your wee girl saw the beauty in the disaster - we should and could all take a leaf out that book! Well done for fixing the 'chain' in more than one sense
Aaaaaanyway now that's out the way - what a lovely story and all the more so nice that your wee girl saw the beauty in the disaster - we should and could all take a leaf out that book! Well done for fixing the 'chain' in more than one sense
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