Tomorrow I will have the beginning of new scars. But what is a scar really? I have been thinking about it a lot as I am about to have surgery. The thing about scars is they mark pain.
But wait. Just wait. Are they about pain? What if they are about remembering that we’ve healed. That we faced something that caused damage and injury, but that it healed. It left a mark, a record of its passing, but that is evidence of the healing that happened. Healing left a mark, not the damage.
Scars are stories. They speak of the past. My scars speak of the past I have passed through.
The scars I start tomorrow will mark the beginning of the treatment phase of breast cancer. This is something I very much look forward to having in my past.
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