A Time For Healing

It seems strange, to me, that I am able to expose myself to others with such honesty. I was always taught to hid unpleasant things. But here I am turning myself inside out letting everything show. Almost like letting everyone see my tattered underwear. Weird comparison I know...but tattered underwear was a shameful thing in my youth. A better comparison might be..."all things smell better in the open." So, being open is what I am doing.

If someone can see themselves in what I write, or help someone heal the scares they hide inside...that is good. It's also good for me to look at what has happened in my past with the adult eyes that I have now. So many memories are seen through the eyes of my childhood. As I am healing I pray others are being healed.

The path of life is long and tedious. Every morsel of time or experience needs more time and experience to heal. If we are lucky...we will have time enough to deal with and heal our wounds and lighten the scares we carry.

If we could only remember that what we say or what we do, leaves an indelible imprint on those around us...maybe there wouldn't be so many scares to hide.