Bold Sharing

You wear your scar bravely on your face

for all to see

While most of us try to conceal our scars

on the inside

that sometimes leak out and create chaos.

If we haven’t processed our own inner scars

we may not know how to be around you

Who so boldly shares theirs with the world

while we try to pick up pieces of ourselves

and patch them up sloppily on the inside.

If we’ve healed our inner scars

then yours on your face is no big deal.

It is not a reminder of our own unfinished business

but rather an accomplishment of something we have healed.

If we wallow in our scars

we are spoiled brats in a luxury of grief,

We piss away our now

and take for granted the grace and glory

of what we have.

If we don’t appreciate what we have, it, too, might be taken away

So to lament in sorrow over even the worst spilt milk

is a luxury we cannot afford.

Better to be on our knees

Thankful we have food on our plates

and clean bathrooms,

the ability to get place to place on our own

and to describe the view in front of us.

Being ever so thankful

for what is given  to us, now.

Then we are not grieving snobs

and spoiled brats wallowing on what is missing

in a luxury of complaints,

Rather we are constantly humble,

Realizing what we do have.

We let go of our own proudness

of the scars we hold

as if we accomplished a ride to hell and back.

Bowing our heads now, humble,

no longer luxuriating in a grief we cannot afford

Instead we say “Thank You” to this moment

and eat our food with grace.


Your scar is on the outside for us to see

while we conceal ours.

Perhaps now we can heal

Because, after all, tomorrow is a new day.