Lots of lessons learned and many more to learn. That I understand. And in the meantime I keep plugging along doing the best I can being the best I can.
There is a sweet subtle beauty when things break. Each individual piece standing on its own. Looking unique looking like it did before and yet not like it did before. Strange. We admire the rocks after they have been eroded by the waves. Yet we often forget the enormous amount of energy and force it took for them to get that way.
So the next time something in you breaks, take a moment to admire the beauty of what remains. Pay attention to what was able to withstand the force and be proud.