Scars

So the concept of scars has been heavily on my mind this past week. We are all shaped by the scars that we carry. Whether its a hole in the ground left by a building, lines on your arm from a razor, or a broken heart put back together.
Our lives change from the events that we go through, and it is impossible for some of these to not leave scars.

Friday was September 11th. A lot of people are saying that this is THE defining moment for my generation. Years down the road we will tell our grand kids where we were when the planes hit the towers. I personally was in Spanish class. It was almost the end of the period when out principal came over the intercom saying "a plane has just hit one of the twin towers." at the moment it meant nothing to me. I was like ok a plane flew into a building, well that sucks. But then I went to photography class and the tv was on. it was there that the realization of those planes meant. people in the world became more cautious, and suspicious. the scars from that day are seen and felt everyday as people board planes, leave for what seems to be a never ending fight, or wake up and remember that someone they love is no longer on this earth.

This past week was also Suicide Prevention Week. This was brought to my attention by a blog written by Jamie the founder of To Write Love on her Arms. The blog talked about how it doesn't take and expert to "prevent suicide." Sometimes all it takes is someone asking how ya doing and honestly wanting to hear the answer. Its a really great message. Check it out:
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=61976377&blogId=509596080

So how does the concept of scars relate to me you may be asking. Well I carry the scars of a deep depression. One so deep that I almost ended my life. The scars from this cover more than just me. I see them in my parents, my sister, and some of my friends. How my life has created scars for them as well as me. So I have recently started to deal with these scars and what they mean for me and my life. A large change is that I have such a passion to help people. To help someone get through life as unscathed as possible. Especially teens, cuz lets face it being a teenager sucks and having an understanding ear can be one of the most helpful things in the world. Something that is stated in the TWLOHA cause is that there is a purpose for the pain. I believe that this is SO true. If we don't learn from our experiences and use that knowledge to help others that I feel like learning that lesson is a waste. There is a purpose to the pain I have been through and now I am on a journey to discover it and do something with it.

Your past, and your scars tell a story which is beautiful. Your pain has a purpose. Your story is meant to be heard. You have the power to change lives, and change the world! Do it! Feel beautiful! Be proud of who you are today!

I love and miss you all
Sarah <3