Harvard University

My life wouldn’t be the same without my scars. They are my teachers and reminders, bold highlighters of my past and what I’ve learned from it. Evaluating even a fraction of them provides a cross-section of my history; they signify mistakes, lessons, tribulations and trials- but no matter the story behind them, their meaning is always more than just skin deep. The first permanent mark on my body came in a three-pack. When I was five years old, my family sought a drastic answer to knee problems that had been ailing me since birth. This came through rare surgery in Atlanta, leaving three thick…