By the time I'd finished breakfast, I had forgotten the incident ever happened. Then I started washing dishes, the warm water hit, and it stung almost as bad as when I burnt it. I yelped! I'd completely forgotten! My finger - my finger remembered. It was still healing, long after the hurt. The water wasn't even that hot, but my finger was extra sensitive, and it was wary of being hurt again so soon.
As I ran it under cool water again, I wondered to myself: Do our hearts remember being burnt before? There is no damage seen on the surface, are we still healing something deeper? Even though we may have long forgotten the pains of our initial injuries and loss - is this why new, warm love stings old wounds? While we are still healing, are we not extra sensitive and apt to perceiving unintended slights? How do we remind ourselves then, to continue tending to these unseen scars, long after the pain is gone?
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I shared this with Hollye and she added what was missing: "I do think our heart holds onto old wounds, burns, stings, and pain. And new love can remind us, trigger us, into remembering our ouchies. But, our ouchies heal with time, by loving ourselves, working through stuff, etc. Perhaps they may never fully heal, but perhaps we will be stronger, more beautiful, wiser, as we let ourselves feel them and heal them."