Today I met a woman who was absolutely beautiful, had a great personality, and a wonderful smile. She spent a few minutes looking around the department, chatting with me casually the whole time.
Eventually she found her way to the register to purchase a blouse. When I asked for her ID to finish processing her transaction, my eyes were drawn to her left arm. It was covered entirely in burn scars, and she no longer had any fingers on her hand. Instantly embarrassed for staring, I jerked my eyes back up to her and she met them with a kind gaze of her own. With a huge smile on her face, she cracked another joke and wished me a good evening.
Everyday Heroes are comfortable in their own skin and wear their scars proudly.
No comments:
Post a Comment