Have you ever accidentally slipped and cut your finger with a knife?
In that instant you know as the pain socks a punch, the blood begins to leak, and the shivers begin as you rush to cover and pinch.
But at Halloween, adding a jagged scar left over from a gruesome cut, perhaps with stitch marks achieves a great chilling affect to our costumes, decorations or pumpkin carvings that perhaps directly connect us to our own senses. We remember our own fear and pain. Scars are ugly and creepy…
But when Halloween is over some of us cannot remove those creepy imperfections by using soap and water; they are permanently a part of us and the true horror could be a mirror or the nightmarish memories.
But not for a brave teenage Nigerian girl
who looks at scars with a powerful perspective…
“…I ask you right here to please to agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty, okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
(Little Bee by Chris Cleave, page 9)
God bless my sisters and brothers in cancer who are beautiful with scars.
Never forget, no one can cut your spirit!
Celebrating Cancer Awareness Month