Never Let Go

He thought about all the parts he’d left behind. All the new things he’d gathered and mended together. Forming a tapestry of something unexpected. Something his parents never would have imagined for him. But he liked his jagged stitches and mismatched bits of fabric. They’d started to make him whole. She’d held the thimble and given him needle and thread. Together they’d made something from everything they had to give.

Tender Remedies part VII — the end