I cut my index finger the other day as I was making supper. The knife was sharp. It made a small but clean slice. Holding a kleenex tightly around the wound stopped the bleeding. I carried on.
A few days later, I looked at the flap of skin. It looked like it still might be raw underneath. I was hesitant to look closer but I did anyways.
The flap lifted away easily and revealed new skin.
3 comments:
Reading the last few posts it was nice to see the progress of your journey.
What a hopeful post. :)
What a perfect metaphor Carol. Thanks for revealing your journey in such a simple and beautiful way.
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