In other news,
My mom fell down a flight of stairs a couple of days ago, banging her head on a stone wall and falling unconscious.
She is concussed, her head is being held together by 6 giant staples and she has fractured her neck.
“I’m just so grateful that it’s not any worse than it is”
she responded, when I asked how she was feeling emotionally.
a) My mother is a Goddess
And the fact that she could go through something so traumatizing, and scary, and be in so much pain, and still just be thankful because “it could have been so much worse”. Leaves me in absolute awe and admiration.
b) I want you all to know two things.
1. I’ll be in Boston this weekend, partying with my mom.
2. Your body is your temple. Keep it pure and clean for the soul to reside in.
Don’t take it for granted.
And if you feel like you absolutely can’t hold back from boring the crap out of your friends, acquaintances, and family members, by spreading monotonous toxic and negative slop all over the internet and constantly bitching about and disrespecting your temple in facebook status updates, for being achy, stiff, sneezy, and snuffly.
Ask a good friend to kick you down a flight of stairs.
You know… for perspective.