Scars so Deep…

I remember her face. Eyes bruised, face pale. She always replied the same. “Just knocked in to a door, son. Don’t worry, it’ll fade”

She used to say that often as I can remember, and I believed it that time. Of course I was a small boy then. I didn’t realize what was happening. I never realized that ‘He’ was responsible for that. And I admired him because he always looked smart. I once thought that I was going to  be like him one day for ‘He’ was my hero.

Just today I became just like him, the man I thought my hero, a man who was responsible for what ‘she’ went through all that time.

But, now I am looking at a different woman. It is my Wife, Bearing the same bruise on her face. But this time, it was not ‘him’ who was responsible; it was I who inflicted on her this terrible pain, all because I was angry over a small matter.

And I heard her telling our son “Just knocked in to a door, son. Don’t worry, it’ll fade”

Now I understand what ‘she’ said all those years ago, the words ‘I just knocked on to a door’ really means.