Hot Damn You Guys Are AWESOME

Yesterday I woke up and decided to take a long hot bath to soothe my aching body.  I have that disease that makes you age rapidly.  It really blows.  I was lying in the tub, reading my book when Aretha Franklin (our hamster) came rolling by in her ball and my daughters started giggling from behind the dresser.  “Dammit you guys KNOCK IT OFF!  I guarantee Aretha already has brain damage and daddy is going to be pissed when he has to pay for her rehabilitation therapy because you roll her so fast.”  “Mom, she rolled in here by herself.  She has never seen boobs,” more laughter from the dresser.  Enter Mike: “Girls, your mom is trying to take a bath to relax.  She had a long day yesterday, give her a break.”  And then he walked over to the toilet and sat down to take a dump. With the door open. 

*NOTE:  THE DURATION OF THIS BLOG IS NOT FUNNY BUT YOU BETTER FUCKING READ IT ANYWAY BECAUSE I DO VOO-DOO.  THANKS FOR YOUR COOPERATION. –Management

In case you were not aware, which is sort of alarming especially if you are in one of the areas that is affected and your only source of information is my blog, Colorado is staging hell right now.  Due to the number of wildfires burning out of control, thousands have been evacuated, hundreds of people have lost their homes, some have perished and our incredible firefighters are working day and night to combat the flames.  Heartbreaking fails to describe the mass quantity of material devastation quickly unfolding.  But ironically, it is also during catastrophic events that I am reminded of the resiliency and strength of the human spirit that when banded together, overlooking personal differences, working together in the concentrated effort of humanity, we transform ourselves into an impenetrable force of goodness.    

3 days ago I saw a post from my amazing friend Stacie saying she was offering to use her house as a collection site for bottled water and other supplies for those in need.  Stacie’s ingenuity prompted me to ask Mike if we could turn his office into a “drop-spot” as well to increase the amount of donations.  We sent out an e-mail blast to all our patients and friends with no real expectation of the magic that was about to unfold. 

By 10:00 the next morning, Mike’s office manager called and informed me that I “was not going to believe how much stuff was piling up.”  A couple hours later I drove down to the office to assess the amount of donations since Stacie had just sent me a picture of her entryway which was already housing a massive supply.  Driving along, I quietly asked the Universe how I was going to get all the goods down to Colorado Springs and HERE IS WHEN IT BECAME SPOOKY WEIRD……………………….I walked in the door and 2 dudes were sitting in the waiting room.  They asked me how I was going to move all this stuff and I said I had no idea.  They offered to let us use their truck, come and load it, go and load Stacie’s donations, drive it down, help us unload it and here is the real kicker:  they did not want money or sexual favors.  Um W.T.F.  HOLLLLLLA!  These are called God Winks.

I started crying because I was so moved by everything that had transpired over the course of 24 hours.  Random people, most of which I do not know, were called to take action to support our fellow human beings overlooking political, racial, gender, sexual orientation, socioeconomic standing, or religion.  I applaud each and every one of you for making the choice to be a part of this whether it was delivering water or sending loving thoughts and prayers.  I tip my hat to you all.  Well done. XO

PS  Thank you Stacie.  You are unreal.  

PPS  Thank you Shannon.  I know what you did and I love you for it ;)