24 Women Bare Their Scars To Reveal The Beauty In Imperfections

I was only 6 years old when doctors sliced me open and removed my left kidney.  At the time, I didn't really understand what the fuss was all about. The gravity of the situation didn't hit me until my dad had to say goodbye in the surgery room. He picked me up and placed me on the cold operating table. That's when I realized he wasn't staying. The look on his face told me to be brave as he held my little hand.  Eighteen years later I still remember that look. And every time I look down at my...