In Japan, when a piece of pottery breaks, some potters fill the cracks with gold. 

The potters, they see the repair as something beautiful. They know that the unexpected happens. Change happens. They know that nobody gets through this world in one piece.

 That doesn’t have to diminish us. The cracks are part of our history. They will always be with us. They made us better. They made us stronger. 

They made us something new.