The same day I got my cast off and graduated to the boot, I had another milestone waiting... shaving my leg! It’s funny the things you look forward to after weeks in a cast, but it felt like such a big step toward feeling human again.
The doctor had warned me there would be layers of dry, dead skin and that shaving too soon might cause razor rash. So, I took the advice and started with a trimmer instead of a razor. As the long hairs disappeared, I just had to laugh — healing can be both humbling and hilarious sometimes! The shower felt amazing, but as expected, the dead skin didn’t all come off in one go. I think it’ll take a few more showers before I’m fully back to normal.
But before that shower, the emotions hit hard. I tried to figure out what 25% of my weight-bearing would feel like — and honestly, it was painful. My tendon is tight, and my muscles are weak. Every step was uncomfortable and awkward. I did a few laps around the house with my crutches, and tears came. Not from defeat, but from the weight of reality — that healing takes time, and it’s not always easy.
My sweet family surrounded me with hugs and prayers. They reminded me that this part of the journey — the stretching, the discomfort, the slow progress — is where the real growth happens. And they’re right. I can’t skip this part. I can’t give up.
Then my daughter, Selah, came in to help me shave with the trimmer. She spoke life and encouragement over me, gently reminding me to stop the “stinking thinking.” Sometimes her words sound like echoes of heaven, reminders that even when my body is healing, my spirit can still stay strong. I’m so grateful for her wisdom, her presence, and her heart.
This healing journey has taught me that it’s okay to cry. It’s okay to admit it’s hard. It’s okay to need help. Because even when I’m weak, He is strong. (2 Corinthians 12:9)
So today, whether you’re healing physically, emotionally, or spiritually — don’t hide the hard moments. Let God meet you right in the middle of them. Let others pray with you and speak truth over you. And remember, every small, shaky step forward is still progress.
“He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.” — Isaiah 40:29
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” — Psalm 73:26
Even if it’s through tears, trimmers, and tender tendons — keep moving forward. You’re healing, friend. One step (and one shave) at a time.
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