I saw this movie, awhile ago, where the main character falls off an exercise bike. She hits her head pretty hard. Then, she walks into the bathroom and sees herself in the mirror. To everyone coming in and out of the bathroom, she proclaims that a miracle has happened.
“I’m beautiful!” She yells.
This has happened to me. I don’t recall hitting my head on anything, but by some mystery of goodness I feel like I am good.
The way I am and the way I look is good to me now.
Merry Christmas!
Terra Rose
Life Without Montages 