The reason I have a new guitar is because there were several cracks on my other one (the bridge, the neck block and the top backside of the neck)... not pretty. It turns out I didn't take good enough care of her. I let a few too many kids handle it, left it out where the heat and lack of humidity dried out the wood, and it probably took too many bumps. I miss her and will mourn her passing. Though she was not my first, she was very special.
I think guitars are sort of like girlfriends. With the first few you don't realize all the work that's required to maintain them, and they usually suffer because of it. They don't typically last, but the good news is you didn't invest as much into it (my first guitar only cost about $100). As guitars come and go, you begin to appreciate the finer qualities and have learned how to love and better care for them. I'm still learning, but I think, in much the same way, I am a better husband today because of what I learned from my failures as a boyfriend many years ago. ...and my amazing wife is definitely worth the extra care and upkeep.
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Awww...how sweet that Will helped you pick a name! What you said about your wife was precious:) I'd say that's a good insight there Mr.Schindler...:)It's good to know that God uses EVERYTHING including those things we feel are failures to take us to our ultimate destination...in this case your sweet wife:) The choices we make when confronted with our failures define who we are...and who we are not. Sounds like you have made some good choices:)
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