Never Settle

I've never been very "tough skinned." I bruise easily, heal slowly, and have sensitive "skin."  Doesn't seem to matter what I do, I always have some sort of abrasion or contusion...it's just the way I am. I'm a softy, if you will. It doesn't take much to leave an imprint. I bump into a person or brush up against an acquaintance and inevitably they're going to leave a mark. A lasting impression.  Im always impacted by even this smallest bump I have so many scars that tell a story. Each lesion, scab, and wound, they eventually heal, but not without leaving something behind.  I'll have a mark to forever remind me of those who've bumped into me. Scars are defined as  fibrous tissue that replace normal skin after injury. I'm so thankful my normal skin is slowly getting replaced with this thicker tissue. Each scar represents a trauma, pain, hurt that wouldn't be there if I hadn't taken a risk. Scars won't ever go...

I've never considered myself flexible. "Sit and reach" was not an easy task; apparently short legs also mean short ligaments (or it makes me feel better to think so). I had to  really reach my short arms to reach beyond my short legs, not a Kodak moment. Doing the splits, looks easy enough and should be easy since I have less distance to go to reach the ground, but this too...not a picture perfect moment. I'd love to say that it's just my physic that's inflexible, but the sad reality is my heart and mind are pretty rigid too. I know the best way to become flexible is practice stretching those parts that don't move well. I cannot help but think of the ever popular Chubby Checker song "Limbo Rock."  To limbo means to bend and stretch keeping your body from touching the pole above and the ground below.  Both a test of flexibility and balance and precision.  Based on my body's "bendability" Limbo is not a game I'd be betti...