Scars Remember
Knowing when to go to battle and when to call a truce is sometimes the hardest choice we make in life. Calling a truce and walking away is often easier, less costly, and sometimes the only way to get past something. We can leave it behind and never speak of it again. We can move past it and come out unscathed. But not all situations call for such avoidance and coming out unmarked and unchanged isn’t always a good thing. When I was little (and, I must confess, even now) I loved to out daredevil the boys. Usually, it was my brother and I on our bikes trying to out do, out run, and out jump each other. One day we were out riding and, in trying to get back on the sidewalk, I over-compensated and ended up running straight into a brick wall and over it into a rose bush. Ouch! Not my finest moment but I remember two things… my trying to be tough by not crying and my brother offering to take my bike home for me so I could run home. Concrete and thorns are not kind to skin and bones. I love the...