12. WOUND
Wounded is how I would describe how I feel on my bad days…internally wounded to be exact. Internally wounded is the worst kind of wound…no one else can see it…but you can feel it and it takes every ounce of energy that you have just to put a smile on your face. You walk around, or at least I do, and wonder how everyone else can carry on with their days…they all look so normal. I wonder if anyone else is going through something similar…I am sure they are…how do they look so normal? I look at photos I have taken after Jackie’s passing…I look the same as I did before he died…how is this possible I think to myself. How can I look so normal? Internal wounds are not something that the outside world sees…they are on the inside, you feel them. You know the wound is there, others may know it’s there, but they don’t see the wound. And unlike other wounds that heal…this one will remain…it may close up but it will leave a very large scab…a scab that from time to time bursts open. Bad days happen, the wound opens once again and you re-live so many unwanted memories and feelings. But as life continues to push forward your wound begins to scab…you wake up the next day and the sun is shining and you find that you can forge ahead…never forgetting your wound is there, but making the best of this life you were given.
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