Scars

The water can hide things, … treasures, dangers, histories, old habits, the past,, the present, the future, Remnants of all of the above...You don't know what’s hiding underneath. The sand is uneven, the waves unpredictable,  there may be something alive... or dead... What is underneath is hidden... at first…But if you study the surface, you can tell there is something underneath ... you can tell … It’s like a Scar on the water.

Scars... I have them, I'm almost a year out from my OHS CABG X3 (technical jargon for those who've had their rib cage sawed in half and their heart rebuilt) They're not as ugly-scary as they were almost a year ago, I'm not sure if they're healing or just been covered over with new skin. They remind me of their presence … Every.Day …  I don't have to look at them, I can feel them ... Every.Day ... Maybe someday they'll fade away … maybe not. I think I would miss them if they did, they've taught me a lot, and somedays I need some reminding of what I’ve learned ...

Today will be Different …  Today… I'm at the Beach… Today … I'm going to take off my shirt, show my Scars to the Sun, and the World, and expose the World to my Scars... maybe they can teach each other something... (I hope I don’t scare anyone!)

Our Scars are our earned badges of proof that we can Suffer … and Survive. They are not always visible to the world or to anyone, but if we honor them with Our Sunlight, they will Heal...

I will Live out Loud … Today. There is Hope in Today, the Future, Tomorrow... Soon. There is Hope in the Water, in the Waves, in the World… In the Sunshine… In the Light …  We can Heal! We can Laugh! We can Love! and We can LIVE!