Grateful for my Scars I have come to love the scars across my two breasts … They have faded a bit in such a short time. Does it sound odd to not want the scars to fully fade away?… They remind me of the war I won against breast cancer. My scars remind me of how fortunate I am… And My scars remind me that worry accomplishes nothing, … My scars remind me of Jesus Christ, who endured the scars of my sin. … His scars remind me to be light on my feet and hold fast to Faith. My scars have been a constant reminder to make my ‘new normal’ stronger than ever in soul, body and in mind… And to do it in complete JOY. … I am grateful for my scars. Without them I may not be here to tell you their story. How beautiful scars are! Faith & Hope! Thrive & Triumph! #breastcancersurvivor Share this:FacebookPinterestEmailTwitterLinkedIn Post navigation A morning date with the kitchen ~ crazy baking lady!AAdvantage miles = DISAAdvantage Leave a ReplyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.