Digging is healing …

When my partner says or does something that triggers my wound, it is an opportunity for me to heal the wound.

I don’t heal the wound by rationalizing it, or band aiding it. I must dig into the wound, allowing light to shine on what was dark. I must understand what caused the wound, and forgive what caused it. I must know and accept the wound as part of me, not as something that defines me or limits me, but as something that propels me to know a richer and more meaningful life.

Then, if the wound is triggered again, it is because I shared more of myself, and let somebody closer. I can, with appreciation for the process, dig deeper and heal another layer of woundedness. And I can do it as long as I live, as long as I am willing to grow.