Monday, February 1, 2010

Love from Brokenness

Just before Christmas a new antique store opened downtown.
I spied this beautiful pitcher and thought it would be lovely filled with roses:).
Last weekend hubby and I were perusing the treasures in this shop and the pitcher was still there. With a little coaxing hubby agreed to buy the pitcher for me.
(Just so you understand, we are following the Dave Ramsey financial program thus limiting extra spending. OK, let me give you a visual-remember the old Godzilla movies were the monster and Godzilla battle-well let's just say this is the case of shopoholic (me) vs. Dave Ramsey. Needless to say Dave Ramey is winning and it's not pretty:).
I was very excited at this little extravagance which I knew had not made hubby too happy but he agreed nonetheless.
Let's get real here (yes this is the shopoholic talking). How can anyone pass up such a beautiful sparkling crystal treasure when it was priced at a mere $28!
Look at the beautiful detail!
I could hardly wait to arrange a bouquet of roses in it!
This was truly a piece of art,
the unthinkable happened.
Early the next morning hubby was getting a coffee cup from the cabinet.
Yup, you know what's coming.
He accidentally hit the pitcher with the cup resulting in a huge crack all the way around it!
The crack is not too evident in the pics but needless to say the pitcher will only be holding silk flowers as it can no longer hold liquids.
Well, that's what I was going to use it for anyway, right?
I paid a visit to our local silk flower shop and found some pretty pink roses.
I placed the rose filled pitcher on the music cabinet in the dining room along with some of my porcelains also bedecked in pink roses.
It's funny, when hubby bought the pitcher he did it out of kindness.
When he broke the pitcher he was crushed.
I told him he was only upset because the crack had ruined the pitcher.
His response was so sincere.
He said, 'no, I'm upset because I know how much you loved it."
The pitcher is more beautiful now than it was when it was 'perfect'.
Everytime I see that crack I will remember how much he loves me.
Sometimes, brokenness reveals the love within.


Anonymous said...

That was a wonderful story. You may not care if it holds the water for fresh flowers or nor, but let me tell you what I did when that happened to me one time. I found a slim clear vase that fit inside the vase therefore allowing me to put water in the vase and have the real flowers. You can only do that if you find one that fits, of course. Good luck.

Rose ~Victorian Rose ~ said...

Kim, that is such a beautiful love story. I too am the spender in the family...hubby is much more convertive..but then he does not LOVE antiques like I do..nor does he undertand the need for them. But he loves the way our house looks with them in it GO FIGURE !!
Glad you have it all the same.

HEY and a GREAT IDEA Queenmotherhmamaw.


Cynthia L. H. said...

So sweet...(the story, your hubby, AND the pink flowers.)
I've heard a story along the way somewhere about the cracks in broken vessels are where the light shines through.

A Fanciful Life said...

What a wonderful story to start off for February, the month of love! Your husband sounds like a real sweetie.
Sharon :-)

Eastlake Victorian said...

How poignant! It was and still is a beautiful pitcher, and your vignette with the silk roses on the music cabinet is lovely. :-)

Sweet Old Vintage said...

The pitcher looks lovely... The story is a lovely memory as you travel through life.....

Elizabeth Bradley said...

I love this story. Oh...and the pitcher is lovely.

...Miss...Maddie's... said...

Sometimes the gifts we are given reveals the true nature of the giver...
It looks beautiful reflecting the light and accompanied by those (I assume) Bavarian or Austrian porcelain pieces.
Susan x

Draffin Bears said...

Beautiful love story Kim.
Glad you got your pretty pitcher and it looks beautiful with the silk roses.

Have a happy week

SweetAnnee said...

Oh how wonderful. It is beautiful..
tis great to be so loved.

The Pink Birdhouse said...

Kim, you have such a way with words. I loved the ending to this other wise rather sad story of a newly found treasure being made imperfect with the crack. My heart was going out to you, since the same has happened to me with newly acquired treasures. But my oh my, that hubby of yours sure knows his way around a woman's heart! the vase is beautiful, even with its crack now. and the silk roses are perfect. My mother had a very similar pitcher and I think one of my sisters took it into her home. She is the one that loves antiques the most, and the pitcher was almost 100 years old, passed down from our great grandmother.

I just wanted to say too, that when I bought that book, "Inside a Victorian Home", it had KIM written all over it. I know you will love reading it. The description of furniture back then could have been describing your lovely blog header!!!

hugs from here, Debby

❦TattingChic said...

What a cute story and what a pretty pitcher/picture!

crochet lady said...

That is a touching tangible tale. Love and brokenness so often go hand in hang.

PAPER GIRL said...

...Oh Kim... can I tell you your story made me cry... I am guessing for a number of reasons, which need not be revealed here, but mostly because I could feel your husband's love for you as I read... Things are only as important as the life they help create...Thanks for sharing. Good thing to remember (this is perhaps my favorite post of all I have read in blog-land).

Please forgive me for be so slow at popping around. Have had my hands full for past few weeks.

Many blessings,

Paula said...

Oh my dear Kim,

This is so very beautiful! I have tears in my eyes!!!! Thank you so much for sharing this! God bless you and your dear hubby! He sounds so much like my dear hubby! So kind, loving and thoughtful! Your photos were gorgeous and your words (hubby's too) beautifully said, dear friend! The pink 'silk' roses look beautiful in your vase and I love the rose porcelains and the silver tray. A perfectly sweet vignette that will be a daily reminder of a beautiful memory, and the love that your husband has for you! I see the little flying pig, and would still love to hear the story about those. Have a wonderful day my kind, loving, and thoughtful friend!
Love, Paula

BellaRosa said...

Kim, I loved that wonderful story, I have my rose dishes that I have collected since I was 14 or 15, when my husband accidently dropped one and chipped and cracked it a few years ago, I just sat and cried...funny thing is I tried to do it when he wasn't in the room, but all day he felt so bad, and everytime he has gone treasure hunting with me he shows me beautiful plates or tea cup & saucers with roses and tells me, if you like it... get it, he is still trying after all these years to make up for it :) They know without us telling them, what our "little" treasures mean to us, they just sometimes tease us about our junk :) Besos, Rose

Deanna said...

It is still a gorgeous piece. Your flowers are lovely as well.

Wren Cottage said...

Awwww, that is such a precious story, perfect for Valentines Day too :)... what a darling man your hubby is, you are both very blessed. Your pitcher is so beautiful and looks lovely with the silk roses... you do make the prettiest Victorian Vignettes!!
Thank you for sharing Kim, it is just so sweet!
xox ~ Madai ~ stay warm!! It's grey and freezing up here!!