On Your Own
I thought of you again today. You always were a "tinkerer", completing small projects around the house as I grew up. Unfortunately, I was never curious enough to ask questions nor really wanted to learn how to do the jobs you always could master right before my eyes. I was just the extra pair of hands and some extra muscle. I remember that fence we built together once. You showed me how to plan out every detail from A-Z. Digging the holes, setting the posts, pouring the cement, leveling the bracing, and finally hammering on the fence pickets. Well, lately, our fence has needed pickets replaced badly due to weather damage and...well, dogs, and it is up to me to fix it. Admittedly, with some help from an expert on YouTube, I have started to "find my rhythm" and have replaced numerous fence pickets around our house. Even though it feels good to work with my hands and make necessary repairs, as I sit back and "admire my work", it will never be truly satisfyin...