A Cracked Life

Posted: March 1, 2019 in Poetry
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Japanese art form known as “kintsukuroi” – to repair with gold”

I am not all that I appear to be.
Neither are you.
How do I know?
I just do.

I was a series of tragedies.
I had been dropped and disregarded.
I had been tossed aside and discarded.
A few visible scars remain, but even more were concealed.
Once a victim, but now a survivor – of abuse and assaults.
Physical, psychological, and emotional cracks made up this life I once lived.

But I am not all that I appear to be.

I am also a series of victories.
I have loved and been loved.
I have persevered where most would have perished.
The scars are still there but are sealed with gold:
The gold of forgiveness,
The gold of compassion,
The gold of gratitude and love.
Physical, psychological and emotional cracks remain, but are now beautiful.
And I appear to be exactly as I am: perfectly imperfect.

This is life.
Lessons to learn.
Battles to lose; wars to win.
Success is your greatest revenge.
Embrace every challenge as an opportunity;
An opportunity to be brave –
To let go of those who no longer serve you
To make room for those who do.
To be fearless.
Because bravery, not fear, should define your fate.
You are strong because you have to be.

You are not all that you appear to be.
How do I know?
Trust me, I do.

Comments
  1. Becky Hulett's avatar Becky Hulett says:

    Beautiful, wise words! Love you!

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