Some time ago, I dropped my favourite watercolour palette & many pans crumbled into small pieces. I put it away, devastated by the destruction I caused...
Recently, I've built up the courage to unearth the disaster—only to discover the damage was never that bad. It's entirely repairable. There was no reason to bury my blunder and marinate in shame so long. I'm slowly learning not every mistake I make is unforgivable.
Nothing is ruined, it's going to be alright.











