We are more than our wounds

As my feet hit the sand the sky was filled with a soft copper glow in anticipation of the sunrise. The flock was easily spooked by a beach ball left behind, darting off and back before settling down to enjoy our daily bath time.

When the sun came up it poured liquid gold across the sky, the air glowing yellow as sea mist softened the morning light.

Pixar, One Legger, Olive Oil, and a gull with a knee injury were all hanging around. The injured ones always seem to find me. They still fly, still fish, still show up each morning with the flock.

They remind us of resilience and purpose. They said, “We are more than our injuries. We still have a role to play in the flock.”

Wishing you a beautiful day friends!

Pixar

This gull has an injured knee