The note that accompanied the old well-worn box read, “This has helped me make many happy memories, chief amongst them your beautiful childhood, and I pray it bring you equal enjoyment.”
My less than half-hearted smile had immediately knocked the joy off his face.
Thirty years later I’m bidding on EBay for that very same model, ashamed that I had once shamed him, regretting not having held on to my memories better, desperate for anything that means ‘papa’
Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales with photo by Grant McCurdy via Unsplash
How sweet, yet sorrowful. To hang on to memories that break us, and not those that bind us. Comfort in the change within 🙂
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A great depth of feeling in these few lines.
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How we’ve all made that mistake – undervalued people when we’re young, only to regret our action later on. Great three worder. Mine hinged on an important note too – great minds … 🙂
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You have weaved a very beautiful tale.. 🙂
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Thank you
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