Scar stories
Ironically, or perhaps Providentially, the scar I wear for having borne Micah by c-section has given me an acute empathy for him in his recovery from bladder surgery yesterday. Anyone who's had abdominal surgery knows that those first attempts to get up and walk after surgery are excruciating. Micah has been bearing up relatively well, though he hasn't walked far yet. I've been pleased with my ability to be calm and coach him through the process, all the while remembering those first days of knowing him through my own, similar pain. Some day, maybe, Micah and I can swap our scar stories, though I think mine will always trump his. "Hey, kid! Remember I brought you into this world through this wound!"