Scars

SCARS.

We don’t like them, we try to hide them, better yet we try not to get them in the first place. There is a connotation with scars. They take up our thoughts, our minds and even sometimes our actions. When you get hurt you don’t go into something with the expectation that you are going to get burned, or come out with a scar. Relationships create scars, accidents create scars, we create scars, other create scars. All of these things we do not have control over and yet they effect us. I remember when I was little I had a stack of boxes stacked really tall in my grandmother’s room. My dog was laying down beside me and I found his tickle spot. You know every dog seems to have one spot that you find that their foot just starts running like peddling a bike. Well it started over and over again. I was so consumed with keeping him happy that I did not notice that he was kicking repetitively the bottom box of the stack. Within a few short minutes the stack fell on top of him (they were empty boxes but still) he was startled and so was I. 

He went too quickly get up and out of harms way and when he did his nail of his foot went into my knee and created a 3 inch gash right across my knee cap. It hurt and bled for a while. I was not made at him because he didn’t mean to do it. But that moment left a scar on my knee for a long time. I used to tell people that I had knee surgery because that is what it looked like. My knee was no longer perfect (not that it was before) but it had this line across it that was not supposed to be there. Andrew has two scars that are from other occurrences. 

Other scars people can’t see from the outside. Mother’s or father’s passing away, relationships not lasting as long as you thought they were supposed to last or not meeting expectations. Cutting your finger while you are prepping food for the kitchen etc, etc. Every day we have the potential for more and more scars. We have the ability to get hurt to be impacted by someone or something. Yet if we hide from these things we would not be able to truly live and experience life. So here is to showing off your scars, not in an epic adventure kind of way but in an I have lived, I have learned and I have loved way that opens your arms knowing that you may gain another scar but also knowing if you don’t open your arms you may just miss out on the greatest joys you have ever know.  

Super Chick has a song called “Beauty from Pain” I love the simplicity and reality of the lyrics. After all this has passed, I still will remain
After I've cried my last, there'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today, someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain

I hope we remember that while we are in our pain that moments come from it that are beautiful. Maybe it is a sunset, or a sunrise, the ocean churning and you can’t control it or the sound, or smell that just reminds you of someone who you love and adore but for whatever reason you can’t be with. My prayer is that you are proud of your scars because they make you who you are but also because the scars show others that it is ok not to be perfect and life can be full and filled without trying to be perfect.

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