This is the lovely lamp on my husband's side of the bed.
At 1:30 this morning, due to a mishap that involved moving an extra pillow, this poor old lamp bit the dust.
The 'little miracle': When the lamp crashed and this piece landed right on my head, it was circle-down around my ear, with the sharp jagged bits up in the air.
I was half asleep, and didn't know what was happening. I froze - afraid to move! - while Jeff turned on the light. The lamp made such an impressive exploding sound when it hit that the dogs were long gone. They high-tailed it immediately, which was a good thing, since shards of glass littered the floor and the bed covers. Luckily everyone escaped injury.
Life is full of little miracles!
I am filled with gratitude - for whoever invented the vaccuum, certainly....but most especially for my guardian angel - whoever it may have been last night. Nice job, flipping that piece of the lamp. And protecting all of us. Thank you!
♥♥
Bedside Lamp: RIP
You were a good lamp, and a great comfort, for many years.
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