Birthday amidst Fragility: When things fall apart

Nick ordered food to celebrate. I got to pick the cake for later, and we had it all delivered.

There it was—our lunch: biryani and gobi 65, something we both love.

And then, all of it fell.

Just like that. On the floor.

We both looked at each other in uncertainty. There wasn’t a big reaction. No panic. Just a moment where things didn’t go the way we expected, and we had to decide what to do with that.

That could have been the point where the day felt ruined. Where we said, “this didn’t work.”

But I saw this person I loved, and I knew spilled food wasn’t going to ruin what we had here. I gave him a hug and said, “we got this.”

I cleaned it up slowly. As I swept, he was reordering the food.

Sometimes, things fall apart. Not everything goes the way you plan. And we choose how it defines the day.

Sometimes, the choice is just:

picking up what’s in front of you, and continuing anyway.