The super glue was on back-order. It finally arrived a few days ago, via Fed-Ex. All of it at once-
gallons of it. And I used it all. I took my time. I was careful. I was precise. Like a surgeon. Like a jeweler.
Like a porcelain doll maker. I didn't want to leave out a piece. No. It has to be whole to be strong. It has to be whole to be functional.
So I put it back together. Piece by piece. And I took my time.
Now I'm waiting for the glue to dry. I don't know how long it will take. But it's ok. I'll wait.
I'll wait for the super glue to dry- the glue I layered thick between all the pieces. Big pieces. Little pieces. Medium-sized pieces.
Pieces with sharp edges that cut the tips of my fingers when I picked them up to glue them together.
Smooth pieces that looked like they had been sanded, or weather-worn like the rocks on the seashore that the wind and waves beat themselves against.
All kinds of pieces. Now I'm waiting for them to dry so I can use it again. It has to be whole to be functional..
A weird thing happened today. The sun came out. After a very long cold winter.
A winter that lasted seemingly for years. The sun finally came out today. As if to help the glue to dry.
I don't believe in coincidences.
The sun is on my side.
The sun came out to help the glue to dry.
So I'll wait.
