A quick disclaimer: I know not all Moms are awesome. I know some people were raised by drunk Moms or angry Moms,(or tan Moms) and in some cases, even abusive Moms, and none of the shout-outs here are aimed at any of them. They suck. But also, they are the minority when it comes to Moms. Most Moms are stellar creatures, driven by an instinct so strong, we men and non-parents cannot even fathom how it functions. But anytime we fell as a child, they were there, gingerly taking the sand out of our knee wound, all whilst kissing it better. And on the nights when we couldn’t sleep, they would come into our rooms and sing us songs, and even in extreme examples, let us crawl into bed with them, so we could siphon some of their sweet dreams. Is there anything in this world that loves more selflessly than a Mom? And truth be told, every voice in my life, at one point or another, told me to give up on writing, and pursue more “realistic” means, which I did for many years, yet my Mom always told me to keep writing. Told me I had a voice I needed to share. My Mom was the reason I carried a notebook at all times, and even wrote during my breaks from my shitty jobs. She nurtured a very important side of me while everyone else was trying to curb stomp it. My creative side. The side that pays my bills (barely) and puts (dollar store) food in my mouth, but still, I am living my dream because she NEVER stopped telling me I could, and when it finally happened, my Mom was the only person not even remotely surprised by it all. So join with me while I take a moment to thank all the good Moms of the world, for loving us so selflessly, and in the process, helping to teach us to love even the most wistful sides of ourselves, that most others tried to push away.
When was the last time you changed someone’s life? When your mere presence made someone else’s life better? And when was the last time someone changed YOUR life? Whether it was through a thought or an action, just something someone else did that caused you to shift how you see things? Well, what if I told you that you could have an experience that was a liberal mix of both of those at once? Because you can. An experience so uplifting and positive, that it could even make a jaded ass like me seem born again. A moment of purity in a wholly impure world. That, my friends, is the Special Olympics. And you may approach the Special Olympics thinking you are helping the athletes involved, but you learn pretty quickly that it is actually them helping you. Helping you see the good inside yourself, and in doing so, reflecting a kinder world than you thought you were a part of. If there is a more beautiful revelation than that, I don’t know what it is.
You know, for as long as I lived, I never thought this would happen, yet it just happened. In Colorado and Washington, Marijuana was just legalized. Do you understand what this means? Resident of those two states who partake in casual marijuana use no longer have to hide their habit away like some crack head. Sneaking hits near open windows so some shitty samaritan doesn’t call the police. This is a huge moment to be an American. I mean, how many people do you know that smoked weed and then went and shot someone? And how many people smoke weed and then cause a car accident? You never hear about that, because that never happens. And it seems like the world is starting to finally wise up a bit about it. Gone are the 1970′s health class ideals that marijuana is some devil herb that will cause your life to derail. Now, let it be noted that I do not live in either of the states were Marijuana was just legalized, but as voting has shown before, Washington and Colorado are two states that often set the tone for the rest of the Country when it comes to major decisions such as these, so we can only hop that is the case here in Massachusetts. But wait, they yell! It is decriminalized and available for medical consumption there now! Yes, but in Massachusetts there is always fine print.