A conversation earlier today brought up a thought which needed sharing.
The conversation arose as I observed a very well-loved fabric doll being repaired, for the umpteenth time. Over the years, this doll has changed appearance much like we do: new cloth, new hair, new mouth, and so on. If you compared it when it was first made to how it is now, you wouldn’t necessarily say that it was the same doll. Maybe someone had made two from the same pattern?
The only thing that makes it the same, really, is what is on the inside. The stuffing and the inner head layer (if you’re a handwork sort of person..). These have remained unchanged since the creation of the doll, and these are what makes the doll what it is.
The same sort of notion can be applied to other objects. My proverbial great-great-grandfather’s axe? It has had numerous new heads and new handles, but isn’t it still this century-old tool from my ancestors? Not physically, maybe, but its journey through time is what keeps its identity strong. The work it has been used for, the hands that have wielded it ~ this is the legacy of my great-great-grandfather’s axe. It is equivalent to the stuffing inside the doll.
Can the same thing be said about people? I reckon so.
The stuff on the outside can affect how the stuff on the inside is perceived, but essentially, the inside is what matters most in a lifetime. What’s inside is what makes you you, whatever you choose to call it, and you are unique and wonderful.
Have a lovely moment in time! 🙂