This morning, Ari and Blue made my two favorite foods in the world for Mother's Day. I fell in love with their father and homemade andagi in Okinawa twenty two years ago. The donut was part of the set breakfast served to us by his friend's mother before the friend's extravagant Okinawan wedding to follow. My kids and I rediscovered andagi on our recent trip back to Honolulu in remembrance of their father who is now lost to us. Honolulu was where our world unravelled due to their father's mental illness. Fourteen years later, we three returned to remember how much they were loved and to recognize how strong, good and beautiful they have grown. And this morning, they made me donuts for Mother's Day.