This Hollywood shot glass I picked out for my brother didn’t survive the trip home, but instead of throwing it away, I glued the pieces back together and ended up seeing it for myself. Even with the cracks, it feels special-almost more meaningful because of its little imperfections. What was supposed to be a simple souvenir became a tiny reminder of that trip and the effort I put into saving it. Now I use it to hold small trinkets, and every time I see it on my shelf, it makes me smile knowing it found a new purpose, turning an accidental break into something personal and memorable.