Not long after my first attempt at a WordPress daily prompt, I came across this challenge on a great blog that I’ve just started to follow. According to Rarasaur, Wabi Sabi is “the beauty of the imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete”; here’s my take on it.
A badge for a club you didn’t choose to join,
A reflection of the invisible scar on my heart.
The Jam had his first open heart surgery when he was just a few days old. We expected it, but I remember looking at him just before the operation, distraught that the skin on his chest would be scarred (marked, flawed, spoilt) afterwards. I look back at photos from that time and see how desperately ill he was, but at the time I just saw my perfect baby boy.
A medal for the courage of a warrior,
A testament to the skill of a surgeon.
He rolled over for the first time less than 48 hours after the second major operation. I realised that although his skin was marked, my baby boy was not only still perfect, he was better than before.
A persistent reminder of the past,
The reason you have a future. Beautiful.
The scar is now 11cm long. At the moment it’s pale and not too conspicuous, though you couldn’t fail to notice it. After the next operation it will again be vividly red; for longer this time as toddlers don’t heal as quickly as babies. It will fade, but it will continue to represent how lucky we are. The scar is an imperfection and it is beautiful, because it gave me my boy.