The Broken Box

Our doorbell rang about four-thirty yesterday afternoon. Of course, the dogs barked endlessly, as I walked to the door. There on the brick steps was a large, white, CRATE AND BARREL, cardboard box. I had been expecting this delivery all week and was impressed with the store’s timing.

boxBut, as I lifted the box and brought it into the house, I noticed the broken white tape, the torn box corners and could hear a rattle, like broken glass in the contents. Oopps, Wow and Oh No! All passed through my mind. This was not good!

Knowing the reputation of this excellent store, I dialed the Customer complaint number. “Lisa” answered, listened to my story, and directed me to the return department. After speaking to that rep and securing a return UPS label, I was done with the transactions. Suddenly the reality of all this hit me!

A gift inside the box was for a wedding to which we were not invited. The reasons for the non-invitation had been made clear by the hosting family, yet we still chose to select and send a gift. Of course, today’s Bridal Registries are so huge…down to the smallest measuring spoon, that there are lots of different prices and gifts to choose for the bride and groom.

weddingMy husband and I decided that we liked the gift we chose and I placed the order on the internet. I have already explained the gift’s condition and the course we needed to follow so that a new gift would replace the broken one. Now different thoughts raced through my mind!

What if this broken box meant something else? I consider the situation resulting in our “non-Invite” to the wedding — broken. Evidently, there is no glue to put our relationship back together nor any that will repair the broken bowl.

I look forward to the replacement package due to arrive next week. I will carefully wrap it in beautiful, wedding wrap and send it off at the appropriate time. I can imagine how lovely the bowl will be set upon perhaps an Irish Linen tablecloth. But also, we need to pray that this situation was not an omen for troubles in the future. We will pray for happiness and peace in a new marriage of two special young people. Even though we will not be present, our “present” will and our hearts full of love for their special day!

About the Author

Maryann Hartzell-Curran, a retired educator and counselor, has written a personal account of her journey through the first year of grieving the loss of her husband in her book, “From We to Me,” to help support those who have suffered the loss of a loved one.
Maryann founded a successful family therapy practice and taught in the public and private sectors. She also founded and directed a church-based preschool in Lombard, Ill., and gained experience working with the elderly as director of a senior dining center. She has a bachelor’s degree in education from the University of Wisconsin and a master’s degree in counseling from Illinois Benedictine University.

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