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Scars ...
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Scars ... Today in the shower, I was drawn to my scars. I can remember when and where I was, how they happened. Klutz-o-matic that I am, tripped over my own flip flops on campus. One went flying, my fav jeans ripped, and there was blood. Bad blood. This one healed into a little tiny heart on my rite kneecap.  A faded tick-tack-toe board on my inner rite arm, thanks to some poison in my body. A tiny pin-prick on my upper left side. This one was really bad. A visit to the ER in which they proceeded to stick a few huge fucking needles in me - which I did not appreciate - not by any means. A few on my wrists. Long faded and not really visible to the naked eye. Yet, I could point them out, place my finger on them, with my eyes closed. They have been with me for so long and are a part of me. A really small one on my big toe on my left foot. I am for sure an accident waiting to happen. Chicken greeb hands - a knife - slippery - LOL - a calm ouch and a little blood. Peroxide and a Band-Aid. All good to go. One on my rite side, on my tummy. This was a bad one - pretty deep. It had to be cleaned often. This was so uncomfy - bad pain - I cried terribly. My hubby is so good to me - he sang "You Are My Sunshine" as he tended to me. My bad tears didn't stop, tho, they did slow down, soon became soft trickles down my cheeks. Then, you have my boobs, definitely some none appealing scars. One is like a 20 inch slice or so - not something that one just overlooks. When the bandages came off for the first time and I saw the scar, definitely not one of my shining moments. I couldn't even look at this one for weeks or even come close to touching it. Some would say months. It's probably months. It was months ... Scars tell a part of our life story. It could be where we have been, what we have accomplished, who we helped, what we have survived. They show that we actually lived life and not watched from the sidelines. I would much rather have battle scars than have been too afraid to live life - on my terms. In bout 11 days, I will be adding to my "character" ... one can't ever have too much ...  In Luv, Lite, Laffter ... |
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Like Clint Eastwood said "It gives you character" I know some ladies don't like guys to see their scars, but to me its a part of you. You're a pretty lady, scars and all.
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Scars build our character. They can be sexy,taken in context of life experiences
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Trix, you are beautiful on the inside and out..and that's all that matters..and what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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