That is such a lovely way to look at grief, at life and at scars – both emotional and physical.
I have ‘silly scars’, they are scars that life gives you when you’re doing something you shouldn’t, to help remind you in the future what not to do. Some of them are physical, some are on the inside. The bigger the scar, the greater the adventure.
A lovely story – I hope some on the forum find this almost-lost response from a self-confessed ‘oldie’ helpful, in some way. Let’s all celebrate our scars instead of hiding them.