SCARS

Whether it's physical or emotional scars, they take us back to that time...that moment that created that scar. I can remember vividly that moment I got dumped. Or the moment my husband told me he was going to spend the night with another woman. Or when he told me my dependence on him was unattractive. 

Or the time I was thrown from my horse and broke my arm. When I stepped over aluminum framing as my father raised it and it cut my foot. When this stupid kid ran into me on his bike. There are too many to list.

Scars can be a small thing, or can be caused from a cut so deep that it brings up hatred every time you think of it. We can learn from them and overcome, or they can eat at your soul. It's up to you. I have both outcomes. I'm not perfect. My scars have kept me single for many years, and I don't see that ever changing.

Just focus on the positive and try and keep those scars covered and bandaged with love of family.