I had planned to celebrate the one-year anniversary of my surgery with a before and after of my scar. But when I compared the picture from today to the last one at 5 weeks post op, I realized that these days it looks kind of weird and bizarrely wiggly.
So much has happened this past year. I celebrated being alive, made mistakes (and tried to learn from them), worked towards goals, and experienced the simultaneous fountains of magic and turmoil that life throws at us daily. In a few months I am going to become a parent – an excitement that alone is difficult to put into words.
The incision in my skin is both furious and proud. It is completely healed but red in the area at the top where I sometimes forgot to apply sunscreen, and fat in the area that my bra rubs, and crooked in most areas because my old scar tries to show through defiantly.
Life is not neat and neither is my scar.
But life is good.
I survived.
I am happy, healthy and proud.
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i’m so happy you came through this with only a scar!
is that tatoo on your shoulder new?
hugs
that scar is badass and so is the mole! i’ve got one in the same place…..congrats to parenthood life is what you make it….love Amber