Stitched together

Patiently waiting.

The pot roast I thought cooked for two hours actually needs to cook for three.  It's coming out soon, dinner is late tonight.

It smells...so comforting.

Last night we drove out to Astoria for a celebration dinner.  My cousin, Momoko, has finished her program at FIT in interior design!  She arrived to NYC seven years ago at age 18.  She has worked so hard and nurtured her passion/talent.  Incredibly independently, an ocean and continent away from her parents and friends.  Color me impressed and inspired.

My aunt, Momoko's mother, flew in for the thesis presentation (graduation will be in May).  So she was at last night's dinner.  I've always loved this aunt for her gentle manner and quick intelligence.  And, she always gives the perfect gift.  For the kids, she brought erasable markers and colored pencils.  For me, she brought thread and cloth for sashiko.

I am so grateful to my parents and extended circle of aunts and uncles.  They provided us cousins with strong and loving relationships which have connected us through decades of time and thousands of miles of distance.

Stitched together, we are.