If you look right above her eyeball, on from the edge of her eyelid to about the middle of her eyelid, you will see a thin scar. I remember when she got this scar. She was riding in her boyfriend's car when she was about 15 and they had an accident. The thing is, if you didn't know it was there, you couldn't see it. She is still one of the most beautiful women I know.
This is my mom's revised hip X-ray that they took yesterday.
And this is the scar on her hip. Not the whole thing, because the edges on both ends were kind of gross looking and I didn't want to freak you out. She has a "dimple" going on there right now, but they guaranteed me that when she recovers more and it is healed, it will even all out. My mom, in the past, would have never let me take a picture of her. Now she even let me take it of her scar. She rocks.
I haven't been out shooting photo's randomly lately. hmmmm wonder why? Anyway, I went back into my archives and dug this one out. Back in my red hair days. Now I'm blond. I entitled this photo "50 and proud". Some people would call getting a tattoo a "scar". Every time I look at my legs, I see my family. They are the most precious and beautiful things in my life.
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