16 January 2026
@11:00AM
Life is a beautiful tapestry of experiences, some filled with joy, others marked by trials.
Each moment we live adds a new thread to our story.
My recent operation on my bilateral chest, specifically in the axilla area,
has woven new and visible threads into mine.
The scars now etched on my body are no longer just marks of pain. They are symbols of strength, survival, and transformation.
These physical scars have become sacred reminders of my journey.
Each scar tells a story.
1. The scar of courage.
This scar represents the bravery it took to face my diagnosis and to choose another surgery after my bilateral mastectomy. It brings me back to the moment I first heard the words, “You have cancer.” Fear was present, but courage rose within me, by God’s grace. This scar reminds me that even in my weakest moments, I found the strength to move forward.
2. The scar of healing.
Healing comes from God. I firmly believe that Jesus is my miracle working God, my Healer. These scars stand as evidence of the battles I have fought with HIS help and of the healing journey that continues each day. Every sunrise is a step toward recovery, a quiet reminder that I am still here, still standing, and still fighting through faith.
3. The scar of transformation.
Through this experience, I am learning to embrace the changes in my body. Yes, my physical appearance has changed, but it now reflects a deeper strength.
I am being transformed not only physically, but also mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. This journey has reshaped my perspective, my priorities, and my faith.
I have come to appreciate the beauty behind my scars. I am learning that true beauty lies in authenticity. My scars are now part of who I am, each one representing a chapter written with courage, struggle, perseverance and ultimately empowerment.
Throughout this journey, I remain deeply grateful for the unwavering support of my family both biological and spiritual, my closest friends, and my fellow cancer warriors. Sharing this path with those who understand brings comfort and healing.
I wear my scars proudly, not to highlight my pain, but to honor my triumphs through the power and strength that come from God alone.
As I continue to heal, I am reminded that my scars do not define me, they enhance my story. With each passing day, I reclaim my narrative, learning to love myself fully and to embrace every scar with grace.
These scars are a testament to my strength and my faith in God.
Let them tell my story.
Let me wear them with pride.
To God be all the glory. 🙏❤️
