Caution: Not for the weak of heart

OK, so I want to share with you a morbid observation I recognized this morning. Now for those of you who are aware of how I am, this is your warning that I am going to get REALLY deep. Some times experiencing one of these profound, spiritually transforming (as new age as it sounds) awakenings puts you in the position to sit in the mirror and stare. I mean really look at yourself spiritually and not just at the image staring back at you. Like listening instead of hearing, something I am trained to recognize because of my "fruitful" Communications degree. As I stare in the mirror with no hair I look at my face, my bone structure, my eyes, my nose, and I am saying hello to the family members I have lost when they were my same age. I think that is the hardest part of all this. There is something comforting yet at the same time haunting, our family doesn't have a good track record when it comes to fighting diseases in our thirties. But I am here to improve this track record, I want to be able to enjoy my tummy tuck and boob job. I WILL be wearing a bikini this summer when I go to the Jeresey Shore!