On a Fix-it Day I set up shop with glue and tools and the females of the family bring me all their broken stuff and watch me fix it.
I fixed Mel's jewelry box, the girl’s music box, and a broken tea cup. The girls were fascinated by the way the music box worked, all the little gears and the cylinder and prongs. Honestly, I think music boxes are so cool I could take up making them as a hobby.
What surprised me was the flood of memories the smell of the glues brought back: the vapors instantly took me back to fixing things with my dad in my parent’s home office and the workshop in my grandfather’s basement where our family business built and repaired vacuums. In that moment of nostalgia I experienced moment of enlightenment as well: I realized I was carrying on an old tradition and was suddenly filled with immense gratitude to my family for training me how to be a good steward of the resources God has given me by being a Maker and a Fixer.
It was a good day.
I fixed Mel's jewelry box, the girl’s music box, and a broken tea cup. The girls were fascinated by the way the music box worked, all the little gears and the cylinder and prongs. Honestly, I think music boxes are so cool I could take up making them as a hobby.
What surprised me was the flood of memories the smell of the glues brought back: the vapors instantly took me back to fixing things with my dad in my parent’s home office and the workshop in my grandfather’s basement where our family business built and repaired vacuums. In that moment of nostalgia I experienced moment of enlightenment as well: I realized I was carrying on an old tradition and was suddenly filled with immense gratitude to my family for training me how to be a good steward of the resources God has given me by being a Maker and a Fixer.
It was a good day.
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