But a lot of the things that make up Beckett wouldn’t be found on a banner. They’re found in the way his smile changes when he’s comfortable in his own skin, the way he makes everyone feel seen and at ease. How when he speaks to you, his eyes are only on you—and he’s always listening. The fact that he brings the most fragrant flowers to a scent-free environment. Loves obscure parts of history and spends too much time talking about reformer Pilates. That he gives away smiles willingly and I don’t think he leaves much for himself. The way he breathes with you when you can’t do it on your own.
