J&N brought D to a kintsugi pottery mending workshop. Its the Japanese art of fixing things.
"There is no mending without first being broken. This fragmented ceramic is not hidden; it is illuminated with rivers of gold. A testament to the beauty of repair and the strength in our scars."
It was such a good treat that it inspired me to reach for the words of poets of old.
[Speaking of which, I am writing this on board, more than halfway now to San Francisco, with Hamnet playing on the inflight entertainment system].
My work requires travel. A lot of it. For over a quarter century now, I have been taking on average a hundred flights a year and this is including the COVID shutdown period. D has been patient and kind throughout, the epitome of love. All these years, she has been the main caregiver at home and brought up our two wonderful kids who have now found just as wonderful partners to share the lives with.
It is therefore fitting that she is on a special session with her first born and his wife.
Meanwhile, M and J were at the Marriage Preparation Course taking their next steps as wife and husband or a J called it, Divine Due Diligence as its a mandatory Catholic rite before they receive the sacrament blessings in church.
D and I managed a date on the Saturday before I flew off Sunday morning to San Francisco. During dinner, we were happily commenting that at this very juncture, we have one child preparing her marriage; one child starting his and we are nicely maturing ours (peppered with learnings we gleaned along the way and are still getting such as what my cousin M shared with us about health and legacy planning).
Of all the blessings in life, that of finding your partner with whom you can spend the rest of your life is, thats the best!
On this mothers day, I wish us all happiness.
