The Shape of Change

Change rarely arrives with concern for timing.

The birth of a child.

A job lost or left.

A love that opens everything.

A diagnosis.

None of us passes through untouched.

Shifts are underway in my world. Amélie is preparing to leave for Iceland. Oliver is building a creative life in New York. The shape of our family is changing again.

For fifteen years, we’ve been a constellation of three. After their father died in 2010, everything reorganized itself around a different center of gravity. I became the steady point — mother, witness, constant.

And as everyone moves outward, I find myself turning toward design — not as a way to preserve the past, but as a way to remain in conversation with the present while making sense of a life rearranging itself.

The design that emerged was inspired by kintsugi — the Japanese practice of repairing broken pottery with gold. The cracks aren’t hidden, but highlighted. What came before remains visible.

Most days, we’re too busy living inside what comes next to notice the shape of change itself. This mark is a way of paying attention as one chapter gives way to another. ✦

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