Time Heals All Wounds.... How many times have we heard that, in story, in friendly advice from peers, parents, professionals... particularly when the wound inflicted is emotional?
To an extent this is true. The pain recedes over years, you accept things, you grow, you perceive things from more objective points of view the more years pass. There comes a time when you think it's all behind you, and that your life is good. Eventually you can get to a point where you see that it had positive results, that it was even a good thing to have happened, knowing that had it not, you would not be where you are now.
Then suddenly out of the blue, completely unexpected, you learn something new, and it changes everything you thought you knew and had accepted. You realise that the wound had indeed healed over, but there had been a shard of a splinter under the healed skin, and it had festered all these years. Suddenly the wound is lanced, and the shard removed.
Not even being aware that this shard had been there, you suddenly notice that you feel better, lighter, a constant niggling pain, that had become so low grade and constant over the years, that you had ceased to be aware of it, is gone.
That this shard was removed on New Year's Eve is wondrous. I think the wound needs a little more lancing, I think there was a little gangrenous pus in there around the shard of the splinter. I am optimistic as to what this means for my self-perception, and most particularly my sense of self worth.
I am most thankful that the person who plunged the wooden stake in my heart all those years ago, which left the splinter behind, was the one to remove the splinter. 23 years is too long to have it embedded there.
I am feeling optimistic for the year 2013.
