9 Fingers

**Disclaimer: This post contains a graphic photo.**

I slammed my gate on my thumb last Wednesday and it literally popped like a cherry. As in pulp or flesh came out of the top of my busted thumb.

Yes. I almost passed out.

The pain. The blood. The thought of it…still makes me queasy.

So how does this relate to my “one word”?

Well it has everything to do with it actually.

My one word for 2013 is TRUTH. Which means that this is what I will focus on in all areas of my life. Speaking, walking, writing my truth for 2013.

This busted thumb business proved false not one but TWO things I thought were true.

The first “truth” is that I can’t stand or handle the sight of blood. This “truth” of course ruined the promising career as a surgeon I once envisioned for myself. Ok, no that’s a lie…I never wanted to be a doctor. A marine biologist sure…but never a doctor. I didn’t grow up to be a marine biologist either.

But blood makes me queasy and my blood gushing out of my busted finger nearly had me out cold. But I survived.

So this lie I keep telling myself: That I cannot handle the sight of blood was proven to be just that.

It turns out folks…a glass of water was all that was needed to calm me down.

The pain however was another story…those required extra strength painkillers.

The second “truth” is that with a busted thumb…I would not be able to write…technically type.

HELLO!!!

I contemplated skipping this month’s “One Word” update, which I committed to write on the 15th of every month for the rest of the year.

I said to myself…it hurts, people will understand if you didn’t post anything. But even to my lazy, procrastination-loving ears…it was a lie.

I can write and I will write…with nine fingers…because I have to.

Look out for my next update on February 15th. To read updates from other bloggers click here!