“I will write peace on your wings and you will fly all over the world.”~Sadako Sasaki
Some friends of mine made the most beautiful paper crane mobile for my first child. They worked hard on it. They didn’t have kids, they had the opposite lifestyle of people who have kids. But they toiled over this magical gift for my little boy. It might be the best gift someone has ever given me.
About two years ago a child, who shall not be named, pulled the mobile apart. All I could do to stop myself from throwing the child off my deck into a mud puddle was take a deep breath, smile and have a quiet moment in the bathroom. My son was upset too. He loved lying in bed and watching it as he fell asleep.
I packed the broken birds into a big box with the intent of mending the damage as best I could. Today I got that box out and faced the carnage. I still feel upset about that child who destroyed something beautiful for entertainment. I really don’t understand that kind of thing.
I fixed the cranes as best I could and hung them in my son’s room. I can’t wait to see his face when he gets home and sees them again.