What if the first lesson for girls about their bodies wasn't modesty but contentment? What if, as the mother of two girls, I passed on lessons of loving the skin these girls are in?
I want to honor the stories of our scars. I mean our physical, visible scars but all of us can attest to the stories that are powerfully behind our invisible scars too. I think similar ideas apply to both.
My youngest has two visible, loud scars. One from hernia repair surgery. After her surgery, after the painkillers wore off and the novelty of being treated like a celebrity faded, after she grew tired of movies and wanted to play, Lucy wept into her pink and green homemade quilt.
She said, "What if nobody wants to be friends with a kid who has a scar?"
I hugged her and told her the scar was awesome. It was evidence of the miracle of science and medicine. It reminded her of intestines, which are always cool to think about. It was proof that her body was designed to heal itself. It told theRead More »from How Our Scars and Imperfections Can Teach Girls Positive Body Image