The Gift of a Mother’s Love
Reflecting on the story from “The Kite That Couldn’t Fly,” the act of my mom deciding to build a kite for me stands out as a significant gift. The kite, though it couldn’t fly, taught me invaluable lessons about life and perseverance.
The Enigmatic Nature of the Kite
Looking back, the kite symbolizes the paradoxes of life. Kites are supposed to fly, yet mine did not. This paradox mirrors my own journey—defying expectations and becoming successful against the odds. The kite serves as a reminder that the pursuit of dreams, even if they seem unattainable, enriches our lives with purpose and meaning.
Vivid Memories
The memories of the kite remain vivid, even sixty-two years later. The cover of the book brings a sense of gratitude for the experiences that shaped my life. My mom’s dedication to creating that kite taught me to believe, never give up, and always seek beauty in life. The true beauty lies in appreciating the artistry, even when it defies conventional expectations.
Lessons from the Journey
I don’t think about the kite not flying. Instead, I remember my mom’s dedication, the wind against my face as I ran with the kite, and the colors of the kite. These memories emphasize that sometimes, the journey is more important than the destination.
A Trophy Earned
Despite the kite not flying, I got the trophy I wanted. This taught me that success can come from unexpected places and that the effort and determination put into the journey are often more valuable than the outcome.
Emilie’s Influence
Fifty years later, I met Emilie, who became my wife. Emilie listened to my May Avenue Stories with interest and love, motivating me to finally write this book. One Christmas, Emilie gifted me a black leather Rawlings baseball glove and a baseball. This simple gift allowed me to fulfill a childhood dream—breaking in a new baseball glove. This experience was healing and brought immense joy, showing the power of thoughtful gestures in our lives.
Conclusion
Reflecting on “The Kite That Couldn’t Fly,” the kite and the experiences surrounding it hold profound lessons. The journey, the dedication of my mom, and the support of Emilie are all integral parts of my story. These memories remind us that success and fulfillment often come from the journey itself, not just the end result.
