Note to world #219

She rubbed her finger slowly across the smooth scar on her knee. It was taking longer than she expected to return to normal – it was still an angry purple from her fall in August.

She thought: Like her heart, her body needed a long time to heal. And the scars would someday become just another part of her to know, another story to share. Maybe never “normal” again. But that was okay too.

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