This photo wasn't one of those instant connections. It has been a slow attachment.
When I look at sea glass I see change, tough fragility, endurance and beauty.
Each piece has endured a long journey.
Often it is impossible to tell what a piece use to be.
Its original purpose is long forgotten and difficult to imagine.
The sharp cutting edges have softened.
The colors appear muted.
It is easy to forget that it is glass, that is until you drop it on a tiled floor.
It is fragile. It shatters. It is still glass.
And so this photo of sea glass speaks to me of life and changes, of new purposes and focus.
It reminds me to see the beauty in the unusual and to celebrate the journey that transforms us in ways that we never could have imagined.