I touched beauty today

SeaCat

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This morning I was teamed up with one of my favorite R.N.'s.

Sal is my age and highly intelligent.

She has this strange habit of keeping her head averted and/or turned away. I never understood this. She is good looking.

Today as we were working together she was splattered with bodily fluids. Some of these hit her face. I had her hold still and grabbing a damp towel I cleaned the mess off her face. In the process of this I cleaned the makeup off her face. She knew this and ducked her face away from me. Unfotunately I had already seen what she was hiding.

Sal's face was scarred. I acted without thought. I didn't hesitate. I wasn't going to allow her to be hurt by my seeing this. I reached out with my bare hand and tipped her face up. I ran my fingers gently over her scars.

I didn't pull away from her supposed disfigurment. Instead I touched it and cherished it. I shocked and surprised her when I leaned forward and kissed her scarred cheek.

Yes Sal is scarred but she is also one of the most stunningly beautiful women I know. (I have also told her this.)

Today I was honored to touch her. Today I touched true beauty.

Cat
 
Thank you, Cat, on her behalf, and mine too. Some scars are hidden, some are visible, but it takes someone special to see past them into the hidden beauty.
 
Nice. Many beautiful women don't think they are.
 
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buxxxom said:
Thank you, Cat, on her behalf, and mine too. Some scars are hidden, some are visible, but it takes someone special to see past them into the hidden beauty.

No thanks are needed. It just takes a person, a human being to look and actually see the beauty of a person. Maybe it's my not being ashamed of my scars, of my accepting scars as showing that a person has lived and survived that allows me to see the person beneath the scars.

To me a scar is not a mar, it is a mark of honor. It shows that a person has survived.

Cat
 
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