gifted
Friday, December 11, 2009I am with one of my most favourite people. We are heading out and she is doing my eyeliner. I start to tell her about how my mum used to tell me I had beautiful eyes.
(Other people may have complimented me about other stuff but my mum was the only one who ever noticed my eyes).
I suddenly have a lurching feeling that my lovely friend is going to agree: you do have beautiful eyes. I prepare to smile and cringe inwardly. Instead, she looks at me and says: you miss her.
I nod.
Some people are gifted. They know exactly what to say, at just the right moment.