Tonight, I noticed a scar on my ankle that has been with me most of my life. A scar that is so much a part of me that I actually forget about it. I was probably 5 or 6, Miranda's age, and was being a kid and cut my ankle on a broken glass bottle. It also started my brain a thinking...I have another scar on my knee that I'd rather forget about. It's a scar from an accident that could have ended much worse and thankfully did not. I have a scar on my eyebrow that reminds me of a domestic violence situation that I very much want to forget, but also could have ended up much worse. I now have a few new scars that I struggle to accept, but they are also a part of my story. It also doesn't even begin to cover the internal scars, the emotional scars that are a little harder to heal and escape from.
Tonight, I was thinking about how much these scars have impacted me. Over time, they become just another part of me. But it's a part of me that taught me many lessons! It taught me to be thankful. It taught me to love with every ounce of my being. It taught me how strong I am. It taught me to smile, laugh and appreciate the people in my life. It taught me that no matter how dreary the day is, the sun will eventually shine. My scars gave me strength, perseverance, compassion & empathy, hope and lots and lots of love. I am a very, very blessed person and I have never felt more beautiful than I do now, scars and all. I accept them as part of my journey, a big part that shaped me into the person I am now.
We are all healing from scars both internally & externally, but in order to move forward, we have to learn forgiveness. Forgiveness and grace to yourself for your part in those scars, as well as forgiveness towards others. Just know in the end, as long as you show love, compassion and empathy towards people and yourself, those scars will start to heal. They will never, ever go away, but it's a part of the life lessons we learn. Much love to you all!!
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