Saddened at the Dumpster

I took the trash out the other night, and had my heart broken.

This was the scene in the dumpster’s little “cage”:


One of our neighbors recently moved out, and here on the concrete, amidst various trashed household items, was a set of wedding photos and invite frame with friends’ handwritten well wishes. Just tossed out with the mountain dew, old rugs and broken furniture.

I literally just stopped and stared, so saddened by the state of marriage. The broken dreams, the dashed hopes … It made me want to cry.

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About kristinlindeen

I am Kristin. I am Erik's wife. I am Joshua, Rebecca, and Andrew's mom. I am known nationally as the "QBQ! Daughter" and keynote on Personal Accountability and the QBQ. I am certified in Myers Briggs and am passionate about helping people understand themselves and others better. I am John and Karen's daughter. I am sister to many, mentor to some, friend to others. Most defining, I am Christ's daughter, adopted by God--rescued and saved by grace. And almost every single day, I need to be reminded of that truth. Come say "hi" at www.QBQ.com and of course, browse the blog! I'd love to hear from you, so comment away!
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2 Responses to Saddened at the Dumpster

  1. cakboliv says:

    Thanks for this post, Kristin. It overwhelms me sometimes how many people have no hope in their marriages. It makes me be more determined than ever to deposit hope into marriages however, whenever, and wherever I can!

  2. Michelle says:

    Wow, this actually did make me cry! That is SO sad.

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