Welcome to the Moth, I'm Mark Salinger.
I don't know about you, but in that weird last week of the year,
that time between Christmas and January 1st when the holidays have sort of ended but haven't really ended,
when you're excited about the new year but also dreading it a little bit.
In that strange, liminal space,
I have very particular requirements for the art I watch or listen to.
I want things to be comfy.
I want everything to work out in the end, and I want to feel like I'm wrapped up in a warm sweater.
So, on this episode, we've got three stories that'll feel like you're putting on a cozy,
oversized, ever so warm sweater.
First up is Christy Arnett Moreno,
who told this at an LA Grand Slam where the theme was blessings in disguise.
Here's Christy, live at the month.
So I'm 20 years old and at college soccer practice waiting to run sprints and frankly to try to kick my teammates asses.
The whistle blows and we're off.
I'm pumping my arms and suddenly I feel a searing pain.
It feels like there is a bear inside my stomach trying to claw its way out.
I try to push through, but I can't.
And I collapse to the ground.
And instinctively, I put my hands over where it hurts.