Yup, her eye is all good, thankfully.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen my mom cry, except for the one time she dropped a metal hanger in her eye, and at my grandpa’s funeral (though she claims she cries all the time). I’ve seen my dad cry a decent amount. My grandma bottles more than a winery. My grandpa cried on occasion. We’re backwards from the stereotype. It’s weird.

Was 3.5 million dead in the Holodomor not enough for you? Holy shit. Touch grass.