War Wounds

Written By: JoJoisms - Apr• 18•17

Ever notice that boys love to show off their war wounds?  They eagerly relate the stories that came to create their scars–each in his turn trying to top the other’s story.

Women don’t do that.  In fact, we tend to hide our scars. We cover them up with clothing, makeup, and embarrassment.  It becomes a source of stress that someone will notice and that we will have to apologize for it.  We desperately look for ways to keep our wrinkles at bay, our skin from sagging and crinkling. We take sometimes drastic measures to keep thin, to lose weight, to cover up our widening hips.  In the dark of night when nobody is watching, we may cry over the person we once were and can no longer see in the mirror.  We look at our bodies and despair over what has happened to us.

Well, I’ve decided to take a page from the Men’s War Wound Playbook. I choose to look at my scars, premature aging, turkey waggle, and car accident deformities as a sign of strength that declares to the world that I lived through all of that and I’m still here to tell the tale.  Somehow that makes me bold instead of weak, an over-comer instead of a victim.

Most of my scars are in areas of my body only my husband and I will ever see, but one of them is now proudly displayed on my neck where all can see.  Some day the scar might fade and the lump may finally disappear completely, but for now, here it is in all its glory.

The first is a headshot of me with my laugh lines (well earned) and my turkey waggle and a hint of my parathyroid surgery war wounds.  The following two show more detail of the latter.  

The last one is a picture of my hand after the car accident and shows how my middle finger now likes to cozy up to my ring finger upon making a fist.  I sure am unique, right?  I’ll bet none of you have the same combination of war wounds.  

Won’t you join me?  What’s the story behind your scars?

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  1. shan says:

    God thinks we’re beautiful! Yay for you and the confidence to own it and not get caught up in the nonsense that we girls hide behind. 😉

  2. JoJoisms says:

    Thanks, Shan. It can be so disheartening to see yourself age prematurely for all the chronic illness mess you’re in, but I just decided I’m still here so…

  3. Dana says:

    Beautiful perspective. I’d rather not have my rather flaccid tummy, but it was my husband who said it bore him 7 children and that was a feat no one should be ashamed of!

  4. JoJoisms says:

    That’s something even very few mothers can say! God bless that tummy!

  5. Ayanna Coyner says:

    Wonderful post however I was wanting to know if you could write a litte more on this subject? I’d be very grateful if you could elaborate a little bit further. Bless you!|

  6. JoJoisms says:

    I will be Ayanna. Keep an eye out.

  7. Celina says:

    Hello. impressive and remarkable story.

  8. JoJoisms says:

    Thank you, Celina.

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  10. JoJoisms says:

    Thank you.