Do you hate that healing takes time? I know I want to be whole, fixed, healed as quickly as possible but my body, my spirit, my heart doesn’t always work that way.
Take my knee. When I turned my ankle a little over a week ago, I did go down. I have said it before and will say it again, I am a KLUTZ! This is not he first time I have done this same thing but hopefully is the last. In that little fall, I put a hole – very small but there none the less – in my new jeans. I also put a good-sized – a US quarter size – scrape on my knee. The scrape scabbed over as these things do. Now, it is healing and it itches. It is driving me nuts with the itching.
Take my spirit. It has been, in the past, broken. It takes a much longer time to allow this type of break to heal. I would feel like I could take a stop out of myself and get back to my normal but then it didn’t work. The itch. This feeling went on for years before I found my new normal and the itch was gone. My spirit was whole again.
Take my heart. I was in a fairly intense relationship previously. The intensity was on many levels – emotional, intellectual, physical. When that relationship ended, it took time to heal all of those areas. I would hear conversations in my mind of things that we would have discussed. I needed to get those out of my mind to allow my mind to become my own once again. The itch. The healing. I would feel that we should be doing something together but know that was not happening. The itch. The healing. I would cry over all of these things. The healing as the itch subsided.
Time heals all things, the old saying goes. It is true – knee scrapes, spirits, hearts.