Scars

I've purposefully not blogged (a lot) about B. He's a bit more private than I am and I want to respect that.

It's been hard cause life is good. So good and I feel amazingly blessed to have him be a part of that. It's been over 6 months and we have grown quite a bit as a couple and individuals. I can only speak for myself, but I feel like I've done a lot of growing and it's been painful - in a good way. I'm growing up to be a healed up woman with lots of scars. That's ok, because we all have of scars. We might try and hide them, we might put lots of bandages on them to hide them from the world, but those scars, they are still very much there. They are never going to go away. Mine won't go away, B's won't go away and neither will yours. But in the right environment they will heal. In time, they will. So that's what mine are doing. Healing. Some of them I didn't even know existed until I let someone in again. 

There are times when I wish my scars would completely go away. That they would disappear and the fears associated with them would leave too. But then... I wouldn't be me without them. I feel whole because of them. And B loves me with my scars and I love him with his.