-“Hey! Hold it tight. I am afraid that it is going to pour out.”
-“You are keeping the bottle, I am carrying the funnel. There is nothing to worry, sis!”
And I laughed. This is so simple and this simple thing made me laugh for the first time tonight. And this simple thing belongs to my little brother.
Sometimes I don’t know how he does it, finding the simple thing, making it beautiful. I can think very deep, he is able to see wide. And when I told him that I had never seen anyone with so much unexpected giving-joy, he told me that he was an angel of giving-happiness, unhesitantly. Right away.
Our Family had breakfast in a nearby West Lake restaurant. Dad was determined to take me to one of his favourite teahouses to have a sip of fresh Lotus tea. This was an amazing experience on a whimsically tenebrous Sunday morning.
My brother finds things in their inexplicably subtle simplicity.
And that’s how he is our Angel