Remember the old nursery rhyme?
“Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after.”
I always felt bad for Jack, and wondered why Jill didn’t learn from his mistake. We never heard whether or not Jack and Jill gave it another try….
Here’s to broken crowns, learning from our mistakes and the beautiful lightness of being!
Krista Gorman, PA-C
