Saturday's Guardian

A recent Saturday began with a pleasant coffee shared with family, but the mood shifted dramatically with a distressing phone call reporting a traffic accident. The news triggered immediate anxiety, a cascade of worries, and a desperate need to understand the situation and provide logistical support. Amidst the fear, profound gratitude emerged that the "boys" involved were unharmed, with the author emphasizing that material damage is ultimately repairable.

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The sheet metal can be fixed anyway.

During this tense moment, a dark blue dragonfly unexpectedly landed on the author's New York cap. It paused, seemingly observing them, before flying backward into the sky. Reflecting on the encounter, especially given a touch of superstition, the author felt the dragonfly was a visitation from their grandmother. This interpretation stems from the dragonfly's symbolic role in many cultures and spiritual traditions as a messenger between the material and spiritual worlds, often appearing as a sign from a departed loved one.

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The dragonfly is like a gentle reminder. That we are never truly alone.

The dragonfly is seen as a bringer of peace and solace. The author recalls Elif Shafak's words about comforting messages from grandmothers appearing like "a feather of memory" in the sky. Their own grandmother, who filled the family with love, always knew how to offer comfort with a hug and the right words, sometimes accompanied by a few coins for ice cream. The dragonfly, in this light, serves as a gentle reminder that one is never truly alone. As summer arrives, the author encourages readers to invite someone for ice cream, embracing connection and remembrance.

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Never give up. You must always find the closest source of life.