![]() Miyagi peacefully passed away on a Thursday. ![]() Miyagi was in his meditating room, so I let him be. I completed my work on the rugs around 11pm. Life was precious and it was the stains (or experiences) that we can’t remove (or forget) that made them even more beautiful. At once, I knew Miyagi was again teaching me a valuable lesson. Despite that fact, their beauty remained intact. During the several hour process I noticed that even with the industrial power steam cleaner, some stains couldn’t be removed. I told him that I could probably swing back in a few days, but he insisted I do it that evening. He explained to me that he had rented a steam cleaner and wondered if I would at all be willing to clean them. A dozen or so rolled rugs lined the walls. We both agreed the latter was more likely.Īfter lunch Miyagi asked me to come down to the basement. I told him that I had heard she had either become a prostitute in Las Vegas or a scientist who discovered an invisibility serum. Perhaps he didn’t remember telling me this story already, but I hid my boredom. Miyagi asked me about my wife and children and I told him how blessed I was. I laughed at Miyagi’s humor and proceeded to the kitchen where we shared a cup of green tea. “Daniel-san! Not even for a dying man do you show respect!” he scolded. I arrived fifteen minutes later than when I told Miyagi to expect me. Perhaps that life has a fragile existence and that one day you’re here and the next you’re in the garbage with the spoiled condiments. Miyagi was probably trying to teach me one of his lessons. ![]() As I discarded items into the trash, I realized that Mr. His eyesight wasn’t what it used to be and he didn’t want to accidentally eat something detrimental to his health. Before I left, he asked me if I could go through his fridge and trash all of the expired products. ![]()
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