Gift Of Imperfection Audiobook Novels & Stories

The sensation of being watched wouldn't go away even as the game came to a conclusion. "Okay open the gifts," Andy instructed everyone. All that was heard was the tearing of wrapping paper by each of us. "What am I supposed to do with this?" Auggie frowned as he wound up with a spa gift set. We all laughed. "Pamper yourself," Andy smirked. She's so perfect. "Okay, this has got to be a joke," Jesse complained with a frown. In her hand was a book titled Getting Past Your Trauma 101. "I hate books," she muttered under her breath.

"So what's this gift? I was excited the whole drive." Pearl said clapping her hands. Dylan handed her a book. When she looked closer, she saw it was a journal, with beautiful leather filigree detailing. She opened it and on the back of the cover were the words "I'm no good at saying how I feel, so I'm giving you the words in writing that I wish I could say out loud. This is to remind you that no matter what happens, you are worthy of what you seek. You are special and wanted. And you are perfect, just as you are." Pearl felt her heart pounding. She started to read through the journal and realized it was a collection of his thoughts, poems, verses, feelings over the last several months about

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It started with sincere love and kindness because doing such things costs you nothing. Thanks to Mr. Stephen, people like him made me a princess overnight. And those that had given up on love, destiny, family and hope... I've come to realize that nobody is left behind. No matter how perfect, or imperfect you think you are. I want you to know that life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…but merely to be LIVED. Boldly, wildly, beautifully, uncertainly, imperfectly, magically LIVED. Since no one is perfect, it follows that all great deeds have been accomplished out of imperfection. Yet they were accomplished, somehow, all the same. There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman bei

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

Readers loved the honesty, the vulnerability, the way Riley and Samuel refused to pretend everything was perfect. "Listen to this review," Sarah said when she visited with Lysander. "This book is a love letter to imperfection. Riley Chen doesn't just tell you about falling in love. She tells you about staying in love when it's hard, when you're tired, when life gets in the way. It's beautiful and real and necessary." "That's a good review," Lysander agreed. "It's a great review." Sarah looked at Riley, who was nursing Selene on the couch. "You did it again. Another bestseller."

"Sorry, but I can't read it." "Why not?" "I'm dyslexic," I state as if it should be obvious. Because it should be if teachers actually read about their students. Which he didn't. So that answers my question. "Miss Miracle, please do not lie," Mr. Asshole sighs again, clearly annoyed. He sure likes sighing. Before I can make a smart ass comment, Isaac steps in. Thank goodness, my brother, I love you! Not really. But like, thank you. "Mr. Prescott, she really is dyslexic. If you took time to read up on your students like you should, then maybe you would know that." So Mr. Prescott is his name. Nah, I like Mr. Asshole better.

She talked like she was battling with her conscience. I gently placed my hands on her chest making her look down. "I know deep down, your not the most perfect human being the school thinks you are because I've seen most or probably all of your bad sides but what makes you more imperfect is the fact that you have a heart. A heart that cares and loves even though your karma itself but it's that imperfection that makes me love you more and more. Being Anika is what makes me in love with you." I confessed as I withdrew my hand and she looked at me with a cheerful smile.

he rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, “anyway, the thing is, I have already been considering it and after listening to that rose example, I figured we can never be perfect, but we can learn to live with each other’s imperfection, thereby making ourselves perfect. But when I look at you Sasha, your imperfection is what makes you unique, is what makes you perfect. And I know that I will die if I don’t get to be with that imperfection. No one has to change for anybody, we just have to learn to be with each other, because if you should lose your imperfection, where is your uniqueness, what makes you different from the others?” Sasha said nothing but she was appreciating every word he wa

"Hunter.” "Ssshhh, princess. Before I go, I want to say something. You have bewitched me from the very moment that I laid my eyes on you. I am not going to lie when I say this, but you are mine. You are the only one that could reach inside this beast." I watch as the words come to mind but never leaves her lips, she has been rendered speechless. "The thing is, Raven, there is no perfect person; we are all flawed, but knowing those flaws and still accepting them with all your heart creates perfection."