I gaffed at her nonsense. "Are you kidding me? You know how people where their heart on their sleeves? I wear my flaws on my sleeve!"
She just shook her diamond shaped head and gave me a calm smile.
"There is no difference between those two Elly! When you give someone a flower, it's giving a flaw as well. Do you say, hey oh, I wish that tree was equally tall as the others? Or how about, hey Elly, wish that Daisy flower would be nicer, perhaps if it's petals were the color of the clear blue sky."
I just stare back at her with a dumbfounded expression. "Yeah but still, are they happy being better than the other?"
Her lips curved into a larger smile as she hissed and gave a loud snorting laugh saying, "Oh my gosh Elly! Who said one had to be better than the other? We all add up. We make this world, a world. Our differences is what makes us unique, and we are all together, despite it all. Look around you," she pointed at the cloudy sky that was bringing the sun back from behind, and parts of the grass that made the Earth seem like it was laughing with flowers.
"Cloud could be better and happier." I add on.
"That's your opinion. We cannot predict what goes on in a day, Elly. No matter what happens and how we plan it to be. Besides, the sun can't run away from you. It WILL come back, so take a chill pill," she lectured.
I instantly shut up; her words began to absorb my mind as if it was water falling and soaking up a tiny sponge. My response was my nothing, which itself spoke for how awed I was in by the beauty of her words.
"Now hand me your flaws." She demands.
With an urging hesitance, I hand her my hand.
She snorted and laughed again saying,"No, not literally!!"
YOU ARE READING
Remedy
SpiritualWho knew that words could heal a scarred heart? "A journey that has a purpose, even though it is flawed, it displays the courage of self-consciousness." -The Chicago Tribune Thank you so much to precious @witchoria for the cover. All copyri...