Her greatest gift was acceptance.
I was far from perfect, in fact, I was more flaws than anything else, but she saw through all that and took me for the man I was.
For me, it was freeing, knowing I could be myself, mindful of my flaws and aware of addressing issues when they arose.
We enjoyed each other’s company; I felt relaxed, not on guard against putting my foot in it when my mouth took over my brain.
She’d smile, hold my hand, her eyes focused on me and ask if I realized what I had just said.
Written for: https://carrotranch.com/2019/09/13/september-12-flash-fiction-challenge/
This is so sweet.
You’re welcome 😉
The best of gifts: acceptance
Nice, the world would be a better place, if more people gave this gift!
She’s a gift and a keeper.
I think so too
Michael, yours is a beautiful and tender story about the gift of acceptance.
Thanks so much Charli.