A Scar Is Never Ugly. That Is

They Say That In The Hour Before An Earthquake The Clouds Hang Leaden In The Sky, The Winds Slows To A Hot Breath, And The Birds Fall Quiet In The Trees Of The Town Square. Yes But These Are The Same Portents That Precede Lunchtime, Frankly.

I Am A Woman Built Upon The Wreckage Of Myself.

We No Longer Need To Show People Being Brave: Instead, We Can Examine How They Became Brave. We Can Assume That They Didn't Start Out That Way. If We Allow That They Started Out Just Like Us, Then Their Journey Into Courage Becomes Both More Fascinating And More Impressive.

There's What People Say, And There's What People Mean, And I Like To Explore The Difference Between The Two.

I Do Think It Is Harder To Acknowledge Our Strengths, Or To Forgive Ourselves And Each Other For Our Shortcomings, When There Has Not Been A Result We Can All Agree On. And It Is Certainly Impossible To Imagine Forgiving The Enemy While Their Animus Remains Undefeated. Yet War Doesn't End With Armistice, It Only Ends With Forgiveness And Reconciliation.