Every Scar has a Story

The title says it all...every scar has a story...so I'm going to tell you about a few of my scars....

I have a long one on my left hand. I got it July 4th, 2003 or 2004...I remember that because I got it ironing a shirt for somebody. He wore that shirt in an infamous picture that became "the family picture" that everybody loved! The pup was sooo little & we were in white...he had a similar scar on his left hand. When asked by my nephew, Jared, how he got that he told him I gave it to him because he was curling my hair & he didn't do a good job. Not true! So I said the one on my hand I got because I was ironing his shirt, and he said I didn't do a good job. Again not true! But funny...

I also have 2 pretty big ones on my knees. Those have a funny story too...a "special" kid in my class last year always challenged me for a race. "Miss Born, can you run as fast as me." Well of course I made him believe I could. This kid was about my height or taller & about 25 pounds larger than me. So during Red Ribbon Week we got to wear work out gear to school on that Friday. So I was ready to show him how fast I could run! We had 2 races on the grass, and I won both. Well it was time for him to go in from recess & go to speech so he wanted to race to the door...so we did...on the concrete. He had his arms going just a runnin', his arm came across my chest which caused me to fall on the concrete. My sweatpants were sticking to my knees 'cause of the skin scraped. The picture is from the Halloween party I went to that night with my short dress, fishnet panty hose, and bandaged up knees!

So I like to talk about myself, and if you're willing to read then keep reading...haha.

But what about the scars that are unseen? Do they still have a story? Where are they? What about the scars on our hearts? Of course there's a story there. But is it a story that needs to come out? And if the story is told will that make the scar go away? Or at least the pain that put that scar there? You need to listen to Taylor's Swift song "Fifteen." Listening to it I thought...it's amazing how you think your heart is so broken @ 15. But I had my fair share of what I thought were heart breaks & aches when I was younger.

A passed close friend of mine's birthday was yesterday. I play that I'm terrified of turning 25 when she didn't even get to turn 21. I had a crush on a guy when I was 15. She developed the same crush. I knew it. I knew what was coming. When I pressed play on the answering machine & heard her voice saying she wanted to talk to me I knew what it was about. And of course it was her telling me that her and this guy were going to "go out." She understood that our friendship may not be the same for a while. And it wasn't. But I hope that no scars were left on her, and I know no scars are left on me...I hope she knows I was never not her friend because of that...we were 15! But we were soon back to being us...

So that's all I have about scars!