My glasses are held together with glue.

One night in January, I was in a serious car accident. Ultimately, my car came to a stop upside-down over a creek. The back windshield was shattered, and my things were scattered everywhere. My glasses were nowhere to be found.

The next day, my dad and I went back to the scene of the accident to look for anything that might not have been picked up the night before. In the bottom of the ravine, we found my purple glasses. While I had a pair of backup glasses, my purple glasses are my favorites. Laura (who has been taking care of my family's glasses adjustments for decades) managed to put them back together with some sort of super mighty glue.

Sure, I could replace these glasses. Maybe I'd find better glasses. But these are working just fine. We have a long history together. I can't bring myself to let them go.