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A New Day

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“Every day is a new beginning. Take a deep breath, smile, and start again.” Unknown

I’m sitting in the office area and looking out the window. It’s a brand new day and I’m thankful and grateful. There is a storm raging outside, the weather has turned and fall is moving in, not slowly but as quickly as it can. The wind is blowing and the bamboo fronds in the neighbor’s garden are bending under the weight of gale force winds but its resilience to spring back is amazing.

Sometimes we can take lessons from nature. We too are resilient and no matter how life tries to bend or to break us, like the bamboo we too can spring back to life when the storm has settled and move on from there. It is not the end of the world, it is, if we tend to think it is.

“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.” Eleanor Roosevelt

There is new strength coursing through me today. I went through major surgery on Monday and came out of it with little to show for it. The pain was nowhere to be found except for a little discomfort I feel just fine. I’ve made up my mind to embrace life and to open a brand new chapter. The pages are empty but I plan to write in them pretty soon. I have a plan in mind and it will be put into practice once my first week of recuperation is over.

I hope my body heals quickly. It is already showing signs that it is on exactly that path. I did the wash today, no big deal but going down to the cellar was but I did it with no problems. I’ve been walking up and down the stairs and cleaning up as well. The cat sitter said, “You are one fit person!” Well, I don’t want to jinx it but I would like to think that there is another hand at play in all of this.

“Every sunrise is a reminder that yesterday doesn’t have the final word. You can begin again, make a new choice, and write a better chapter. Your story is still being written.” Unknown

Exactly right! Yesterday doesn’t have the final say and you are fully capable of writing another chapter, one with a better ending.

“Every morning starts a new page in your story. Make it a great one today.” Unknown

Have an amazing day.

A Week to Go!

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This time next week, I will be changing into a hospital gown, you know the kind that leaves things exposed in the back! I’m not looking forward to that at all and neither am I looking forward to meeting the team who will be assisting the surgeon, one who will walk in like God to do what he needs to do to get me back on track.

I’ve been climbing walls, sleep has been eluding me, and I’m jittery and feeling like the lamb being led to the slaughter! Yesterday, I prepared the living room for my return back from the hospital. This house has four floors. A lot of room you say? You are right. However, it is not cut out for recuperating after a hospital stay. I usually sleep on the 1st floor and I love it. This time around, I will have to move to the ground floor so that I can avoid going up and down the stairs. The week of recuperation means no stairs, and no workouts! Light walking is absolutely fine, like 10 to 15 steps and that is it! Will I survive it? I have to. My willpower is strong and my mindset is too. The goal is to survive the operation and to work hard at getting my body stronger and better than before.

First, I have to survive the operation. The “angel” the lady who is going to be helping me and who works at that hospital told me that I will be kept in the intensive care unit after the OP. Why?!! “Nothing to worry about. It’s so they can keep a watchful eye on you.”

I keep telling people that I’m going to die and I did the same when a friend called last night. We are close, well we were very close meaning we had a thing going. We were going back and forth with the relationship thing and now we are friends, but in his words, “We are very close.” Anyway, the point is, I told him that if I survive this next week, we should go away together.

HIM: “You mean travel together?”

ME: “Yes, I’m changing my mind on traveling. I don’t want to just exist, I want to live life.”

HIM: “Existing is no fun. You have to live life.”

ME: “I’m thinking Vietnam. Seems like a great place to visit.”

He has traveled the world.

HIM: “Yes, the world has so many beautiful places to visit and experience.”

ME: “That is if you want to go with me.”

HIM: “Of course, I would go with you. Sri Lanka is another great place.”

ME: “Oh yes, a week in paradise with lots of Ayurvedic treatments sounds great to me.”

Then I came in with, “That is if I don’t DIE before that!”

See where my mind is going and staying? I don’t know why but I’ve been preparing for the worst case scenario. I’ve also had visions of me walking into the operating room with Mike (my angel) holding one hand, and Jesus holding my other hand! Not a bad vision since one of those two has the power to move mountains and more!

Until then, I am preparing the living room for my stay there. I am converting the couch into a bed, and have everything close by. I don’t have a TV downstairs so I will have to make do with my iPhone, books, magazines, and writing materials close at hand. The garden is right outside the door so that is great. I can sit outside and listen to the birds, and let nature do its healing thing. The “angel” lady is going to come by and check on me twice a day. She will also do what needs to be done. I am truly grateful for her help.

Again, all of this comes down to if I make it out of that operating room and if I do, the next step is the intensive care unit. OKAY, I’m not going to think about dying! I’m going to think that it is all going to go according to the PERFECT PLAN. I will let go of control and accept what comes next.

AMEN TO THAT!