Today one of my small comforts is the Japanese Cherry Blossom shampoo I used which is endlessly filling my morning with its sweet scent. I was walking my dog yesterday and a branch caught my leg, it happened to catch a part of my leg where a pretty decent gash resided earlier this summer. It took forever to heal, because I wouldn’t get stitches, and I didn’t stay off of it at all. But eventually it did heal. I sometimes forget it’s there right below my knee. It’s a scar from June, and now we’re in December, a completely different part of the year far away from the accident that caused the only scar I have.  When the branch grabbed it though I quickly remembered it was there & scared over but not just like new, still tender, a little easier to hurt than the rest of me. My heart had a similar thing happen last night. A cut that has scared closed, one that I have been carefully protecting, was opened slightly. I forgot it was there too. Until it was all too late. & a part of my heart that can’t take much in the way of being hurt in this way… got bruised. Rose Kennedy was quoted once saying…’It has been said, time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.’ & Rose, I can’t help but whole heartedly agree with you…

Today one of my small comforts is the Japanese Cherry Blossom shampoo I used which is endlessly filling my morning with its sweet scent.

I was walking my dog yesterday and a branch caught my leg, it happened to catch a part of my leg where a pretty decent gash resided earlier this summer. It took forever to heal, because I wouldn’t get stitches, and I didn’t stay off of it at all. But eventually it did heal. I sometimes forget it’s there right below my knee. It’s a scar from June, and now we’re in December, a completely different part of the year far away from the accident that caused the only scar I have. 

When the branch grabbed it though I quickly remembered it was there & scared over but not just like new, still tender, a little easier to hurt than the rest of me.

My heart had a similar thing happen last night. A cut that has scared closed, one that I have been carefully protecting, was opened slightly. I forgot it was there too. Until it was all too late. & a part of my heart that can’t take much in the way of being hurt in this way… got bruised.

Rose Kennedy was quoted once saying…’It has been said, time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.’

& Rose, I can’t help but whole heartedly agree with you…