If you had asked me what I thought of cell phones a few years ago, I would have probably said that I hated them, and they are a waste of time and money. I have since gotten an iPhone and have loved it very much. I have become accustomed to certain apps that I would now find difficult to live without one. Please read on for the full story…
On Friday, it was my wife’s birthday. Her iPhone has had a non-functioning home button for month’s now (no longer under warranty), and I thought it was time fix it for her. Money is too tight to go out an buy a new one, but I have taken apart an iPhone before, and figured that would be just the thing as an added birthday present. I also thought I would replace her glass while I was at it, seeing as she got a crack when she dropped the phone once.
Once I got it all apart, I started to take the glass off of the LCD when suddenly I heard a *snap*. My worst fears were confirmed as I looked at the screen.
Knowing that it would be terrible to tell my sweetheart that I broke her phone on her birthday, I proceeded to take mine apart in an effort to give her my screen, and make restitution. This was done, and she now has a fully functioning iPhone again. I however now have nothing.

First, I had a bout of
Denial. I thought to myself, oh, the screen isn’t that badly damaged, I can live with it.

Then hit
Anger when I realized that the device wouldn’t display anything on the screen, and blamed my fumble-fingers for their blunder.
Bargaining occurred when I thought I could just not spend as much money on groceries this month to afford a new screen.
Depression hit when I realized that I wouldn’t be able to fix it. Living without Email and other useful apps messed up my routine. It was just annoying.

Finally,
Acceptance that it was too late, and that life is too short to worry about electric gizmos.
Now I am getting along fine just waiting for an opportunity to get another one some day.
UPDATE: My ever generous boss sold me his old iPhone. Once again I am reunited with this device that saves me so much time and performs so many useful functions. Yay!