This used to be a heart. You wouldn't know it, but it was. When picking up the kitchen for the umpteenth time after Trevon had made one of his many daily rounds through the kitchen drawers, I noticed this sad, bent little cookie cutter. I almost threw it out. But all of the sudden I saw how wonderfully it illustrated life, my life right now. It doesn't always fit the shape it was intended, and really it can be a downright mess. Right now it is a lopsided glob, much like this cookie cutter. But then I noticed something else. While contorted and resembling nothing of its original shape, it was still in tact and still very shiny. To a large degree it has retained all of its original structural integrity. I could probably even still make cookies out of it. So here's to lopsided cookies!
