Dear Daughter,
Today, the last day that Papa and you are spending together for your Fall Break, did not turn out the way I had planned, but better.
Unfortunately, because my car was not ready from the garage, we were not able to go on the day trip that Papa had planned. But, as we learn in life, we must learn to adapt, and often even better things come about unexpectedly.
So, instead, we did many activities together. We did puzzle games, played many games of Uno (including the longest and shorts games we have ever played!), painted your clay figures, made a sand painting Mandala, and then finally, Papa taught you how to paint ensõ circles that he had learned from Kaz.
You were very patient and attentive.
We learned that you have to let go of the ensõ once you do it, and not go back and try to "fix" it or make it "perfect." As you remembered Papa telling you, the perfection lies in the imperfection.
We did dozens of ensõ circles together, and this one we both thought was rather special that you did.
What a perfectly imperfect day with you.
I Love You,
Papa
Today, the last day that Papa and you are spending together for your Fall Break, did not turn out the way I had planned, but better.
Unfortunately, because my car was not ready from the garage, we were not able to go on the day trip that Papa had planned. But, as we learn in life, we must learn to adapt, and often even better things come about unexpectedly.
So, instead, we did many activities together. We did puzzle games, played many games of Uno (including the longest and shorts games we have ever played!), painted your clay figures, made a sand painting Mandala, and then finally, Papa taught you how to paint ensõ circles that he had learned from Kaz.
You were very patient and attentive.
We learned that you have to let go of the ensõ once you do it, and not go back and try to "fix" it or make it "perfect." As you remembered Papa telling you, the perfection lies in the imperfection.
We did dozens of ensõ circles together, and this one we both thought was rather special that you did.
What a perfectly imperfect day with you.
I Love You,
Papa
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