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When she walked me back to my bed, I looked at my parents. “It’s my face,” I said. “And I accept it. Now,” I said gently, “you must accept it, too.” There was so much more I wanted to say to them. I had had time to get used to my new face. But it was a shock to them. I wanted them to know I didn’t care how I looked.
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“My face. It doesn’t matter,” I said. “God has given me a new life.” My recovery was a blessing, a gift from God and from all the people who had cared for me and prayed for me. And I was at peace. But while I was in Birmingham watching Shrek and his talking donkey, my poor parents had been thousands of miles away, enduring their own terrible pain. I had been healing while they had been suffering.
— Apr 04, 2020 03:48PM
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But he didn’t raise his voice or scold me. He knew I was being so hard on myself already that he had no need to reprimand me. Instead, he consoled me by telling me about the mistakes great heroes had made when they were children. (...) . He relayed a saying from a story his father used to tell him: “A child is a child when he’s a child, even if he’s a prophet.”
— Apr 04, 2020 03:44PM
