Passing them on

Well, it's happened. I've passed the spoons on to the woman who will use them in a concert in a few days.  When I met with her, she tried them out and didn't feel completely comfortable with them.  The handles were a but too wide and thick, the bottom of the spoon was a bit too thick, one of the handles was slightly too long...  So I got my knife and sandpaper and went to work.  She sat there patiently - not once fidgeting, not once taking out her mobile phone to sneak a glance...  It was impressive to see her serenity.

It took a while, but finally, everything was smoothed out and I handled them over to her.  "Are you sure you're ok giving them away?" she asked.  "They are like your babies."  I told her that they were not like anything that I felt I was giving away, but that they were just some aspect of the journey we are all on.

She played them for a while, tentatively trying them out in different ways.  And then she took off, the sounds took off, their future took off, the future took off...