…by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
You may recognize that from The Velveteen Rabbit, one of my favorite stories. In fact, the more I live this thing called life, the more I like that story.
My friend Hellen wrote a good post on her blog titled the Ambivalence of Becoming Real, mentioning the pain in the process, and other truths.
I think you’ll be blessed by reading it.