Isn’t it amazing how people, ideas, inspirations, and things come back from your past to you when you least expect them to but somehow always exactly when you need them?
Feeling tired from and somewhat discouraged about a great many things, including the last surgery, this video (which I had not seen before today) appeared in one of my newsfeeds reminding me what being Kintsukuroi is all about:
Finding beauty in brokenness.
Since I’m sharing the one video, I think I ought to also share this song that an old Army veteran with a guitar would come sing to me in the hospital in May because he said it made him think of me when he heard it.
A timely reminder.
A smile on my face and in my heart.
And all things will work together for good.