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So funny!
I know that cross posting is frowned upon, but this just fits, and I am way too lazy to type it all out again. So ignore the method and concentrate on the message! I posted this a month or so ago on another thread.I just went onto FB and stopped to read the first post in my newsfeed as I logged on. One of the pages I follow over there is by the wonderful Oriah Mountain Dreamer and she posted something that really resonated with me right now:
Although I have recovered mostly from the double surgery on my shoulder a few months ago, I found lately that the area around the scar and the scar itself is causing me some discomfort and pain at times. Nothing dramatic, but it's noticeable and it's a bother at times. Not surprising, considering how much tissue they removed, to make sure they got everything out and to prevent a come-back. I was talking to someone about it this afternoon and thought you know, it is a bother, but… I still have the use of my shoulder, my arm, my hand. In the greater scheme of things, the discomfort is a small price to pay for my health? I have a huge, ugly a scar to show for it, but I survived and I'm 99.99999% o.k. now? If that is not something to dance about, I don't know what is...
Ron, an old friend of mine used to say this: "Scars are a road map to a life well lived. Sure, you could spend your whole life like a classic car, that only goes out on nice days, driven slow and careful. But that's never really living. Or you can be that beat around car, that gets out in the thick of it everyday. Sure, some will open their doors and ding ya and others will snicker at you as they're passing you by. But you're out there and you're living it up. If you haven't already guessed, I'm that beat around and every one of my scars are a souvenir payed for by life's hard knocks. And like souvenirs, some are my oun, while others are not. But they still made me who I am today. I may not be pretty, but at lest I lived and I was reliable." He really loved cars. Hope it helps.I just went onto FB and stopped to read the first post in my newsfeed as I logged on. One of the pages I follow over there is by the wonderful Oriah Mountain Dreamer and she posted something that really resonated with me right now:Although I have recovered mostly from the double surgery on my shoulder a few months ago, I found lately that the area around the scar and the scar itself is causing me some discomfort and pain at times. Nothing dramatic, but it's noticeable and it's a bother at times. Not surprising, considering how much tissue they removed, to make sure they got everything out and to prevent a come-back. I was talking to someone about it this afternoon and thought you know, it is a bother, but… I still have the use of my shoulder, my arm, my hand. In the greater scheme of things, the discomfort is a small price to pay for my health? I have a huge, ugly a scar to show for it, but I survived and I'm 99.99999% o.k. now? If that is not something to dance about, I don't know what is...