Today's Picture



My newest scar is 5" long. Just another to add to all the others on my right arm. The scars literally tell the story of my life over the last 4 years...

..... I used to be afraid of scars. I used to hate them. I'm still not very friendly with scars, but I've had to get used to them over the last few years. I almost feel as though each scar has a little story to tell, something to say. My arm is ugly, but how we (the scars and I) got here is an awesome story. My arm insists on being stared at, because it wants someone to ask for the story.

95th day of 365