I Love My Scars, For They Are Proof Of My Healing
In my early teen years I sustained burns on my lower legs and feet. Very bad burns. My grandma used to cook fish on her back porch in an electric skillet. I can still smell, and almost taste that perfectly golden-fried deliciousness as I reflect. One particular time, I’d asked to fry the fish. When the … More I Love My Scars, For They Are Proof Of My Healing