The other day I was video chatting with my granddaughter, Savannah. In our conversation, the subject of my Harry Potter Scar came up. I told Savannah, who was just a baby when that all happened, that she was the only one who looked at me and didn’t see my terrible scars.
“Wow,” she said. “You looked cool!”
It’s funny. children do not see the limitations that we see during times like that. I felt so hideous and disfigured, but Savi could only see in her wonderful imagination the sort of make-up one uses at Halloween or dressing up.
I remember back then after my surgeries feeling so terribly ugly. But the sight of my smiling granddaughter helped me through that time.
Savi asked me, “What was wrong with your face?”
I explained about the skin cancer and how they had to remove it. But how lucky I am, because I am completely well now.
How blessed I am to have this sweet girl in my life. She sure helps keep everything in perspective for me.