My Greatest Fear.

Meghan our daughter bought us a dishwasher many years ago, and I love it, as I hate washing up. Before we had the dishwasher, Paul was the dishwasher, and he did it every day, on Father’s Day when he left it, it would be there the next day for him to do :0).

This week when I was emptying it out, I noticed a mug was broke, it was missing the handle, it was at the bottom of the machine.

I loved that mug, but thankfully I had bought two from TKMaxx.

I showed the broken mug to Daniel, and he said to me, “That is my greatest fear, having a hot cup of coffee and the handle breaks off.”

I had never heard of that as a fear before, and I said to him, “What about a chair?” He said, “That does not bother me, because every sit on a chair, and you don’t hear of chairs collapsing while someone is sitting on it.”

He had a good point.