I’ve never been much of a sports enthusiast, but when I was a child, I loved to roller skate.  I had my share of falls, but after the first one, I knew I did not like them.

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That’s plausible right?

I mean who purposely engages in something hoping to get hurt?

…Nobody in their right mind, right?  

Well, I used to think that was true until I saw one of those “out of her mind people” staring back at me from my bedroom mirror.

Yep, somewhere between adolescence and adulthood as my love of skating waned, my ‘right mind’ vacated with it…in matters of the heart anyway.

Fast forward a couple decades…I’ve decided to take advice from my former self.

You see when I was eight, I didn’t care that I’d gotten a few scratches and scars. I’d fall, dust myself off, and if I wasn’t bleeding, roll on!  I refused to just sit there and cry!

Okay, I was eight so maybe I shed some tears, especially when I bashed my knee to the white meat, but even in those instances, my sob fest only lasted minutes.

My point is this.  We all make mistakes in life and especially in love, but is that any reason to wallow in the pain of yesterday? No, not really. So you’ve fallen down a few times, you may even feel that you’ve been pushed down a few others…are you going to allow what you can’t change keep you from enjoying the rest of your life?

Yes, some wounds and scars are inevitable, but the difference between them is that scars don’t hurt anymore.  So stop picking the scabs, heal, and roll on!

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