cut from cloth

tonight, while my mom and i were talking, she said this to me (a direct quote):
"right now you need three things: jesus, a good counselor, and some penicillin... not necessarily in that order."

she finds a way to be wholly honest, genuinely compassionate, and amazingly funny all within the confines of 18 words.

amazing.

i hope that as the years wear on, that i can somehow become like my mother. this would a beautiful thing because she is beautiful.