Mending

Kintsugi (金継ぎ) is the Japanese art of repairing broken items with gold. The gold highlights the area of the breakage, with the idea that the history of the object is part of its beauty. My father practiced his own version of Kintsugi, though not with gold. Exactly.

My mother owned a small porcelain statue of a girl and a puppy, a Hummel or something like. It is an endearing image, or it was originally. With four boys and a continuing series of dogs in the house, that poor little girl endured many accidents during the fifty or so years she has graced our presence. The puppy somehow escaped mostly unscathed.

My mother loved the statue. So every time it was broken, my father brought out the Elmer’s glue and painstakingly tried to put her back together. I can’t begin to count the number of times, or ever forget the image of my 6’ 4’’ (and a half he would insist, just like John Wayne) father hunched over the table with his calloused hands tracing the delicate porcelain pieces with a toothpick, painstakingly applying the white adhesive.

The result was never perfect, or even close. Seams are visible everywhere. Some parts never fit back together right. Some are gone completely. But it is still Kintsugi to me–the mending preserves their history together. The gold is in the memory.

The statue now sits on the top shelf of my china cabinet, safely keeping company with other vestiges of that era. I think sometimes of giving her away. But I haven’t. I can’t. Who but me will see the decades of love melded in the mending? Who but me?

Yet now, we.

And that is mending too.

Comments 2

 
Rosy Cole on Saturday, 02 November 2019 18:00

A sweet and hopeful analogy of Life itself. Thank you :-)

(Just an aside, I can't help picking up a hint of wistfulness on your Mom's part in this. Life can sometimes be lonely for a woman in a house full of males.)

A sweet and hopeful analogy of Life itself. Thank you :-) (Just an aside, I can't help picking up a hint of wistfulness on your Mom's part in this. Life can sometimes be lonely for a woman in a house full of males.)
Stephen Evans on Sunday, 03 November 2019 00:55

yes, I have wondered that myself. Maybe that is why she prized the little girl so. Though she had her outlets, Sodality at church, swimming at the pool, Meals on Wheels every week for 25 years with her best friend. But still.

yes, I have wondered that myself. Maybe that is why she prized the little girl so. Though she had her outlets, Sodality at church, swimming at the pool, Meals on Wheels every week for 25 years with her best friend. But still.
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