SCARS ⊠BEAUTY IN THE PROCESS
I finally got my scars. Broken heart â check. Betrayal by friends â check. Mad at the world â check. Misunderstood â check. So those are just some of the boxes that I have been able to check these last three months. What is a scar? I always remember when I was a child running around in Nairobi trying to keep up with my elder brothers and sister. Once, I fell and scrapped my knee. It wasnât bad but everything is much worse than it really is when we are children isnât it? So after a few weeks the scrape began healing and I would pick at it. My dad being the physician that he is would yell at me to stop and would say, âif you donât let it be, it will never heal.â Words that today, as I write this, ring ever so true to me. I am one who loves to solve problems (most of the time). I also love to avoid problems if I can. However, these last few months problems found me!
I know, I know some of you are saying, welcome to what life is about and yes, welcome Binja indeed! I am learning to let things be. When you fight and you can truly say that you fought as hard as you can for what you want, then let it be. When you have extended the olive branch and been rejected, let it be. When you let it be ⊠it will heal. I have come to love the discoveries that one makes when their life is in shambles. Who your true friends are, what it really means to trust someone and accept it when that trust is violated, what it feels like to know that you could have been better but wasnât.
 Letâs get some perspective on this. Say you lost your job and your world aka connections did not come through. What do you do then? Donât pick on the wound, just let it be. What does it mean to let it be? To me, it means going back to your first love. I say, when all else fails remember the one who was with you from before your world crumbled around you. Remember the one who stood by you before that job. The one who was with you before that failed relationship. Yup, I get on my knees. Not as a last resort. Please donât get me wrong. God is not my fall back plan. He is my number one. My plan A. Always has been, and God help me, always will be. Life, as I have come to know it should be lived on your knees. There is less pain when you get up after you fall back from a kneeling position than when you are standing.
I thought about the healing process through all that I have been going through. I donât want to get all scientific but the healing process is one that requires your immune system to function optimally to ensure that a scar is formed. The scar is the result of the healing that has been taking place beneath the surface. So if youâre asking yourself: what will it take for me to heal? How long will this pain stay with me? Should I even be bothered to care for the wound or should I continually pick at it? Listen, just let it be. Whether itâs a friendâs betrayal, a lost opportunity, a lost job or heartache, remember to let it be. There is a process that has to take place. A healing of our wounds then comes the scar.
Finally, a scar may not be the most flattering when on the skin; however, it is a sign that healing has taken place. I am learning, as some of my female cancer survivor friends who have undergone mastectomies would tell me, a scar is a thing of beauty. It is a statement to the world that, âI survived!â For now, life is not as rosy as it can be but I am learning that scars are just how you know that you have been through a battle and have come out on the other side. Itâs not about victories but the process. Appreciate the process and watch the scar take its place.Â
So there, stop picking at your wound, let it be and stand tall soldier!