It's as if I can feel the dew on my skin after a night of rain, I can feel the warmth of a new sun shinning on me and I can sense a new beginning finally coming. Today I woke up and saw the bruises on my arms from the attack fading, I saw the cut on my lip beginning to heal and I saw the glow on my skin returning. Time is healing me and my body is finally displaying the mending of my wounds. One thing that has been hard throughout these last couple of days was the constant torment of seeing my attacker in the lesions on my body that he left. That being said, now that they have started to clear I feel like I can begin to relive my life again, but of course I will not live the same life. This time, I will be stronger, braver, kinder and more appreciative of the flowers that bloom in the spring, the dew drops on a single leaf which glisten in the sunlight of a new morning and the opportunity to hold the hands of the people who love me and whom I equally care for and appreciate.