seasons change...people change

Fall kicks-off today; as the day gets shorter and the air gets cooler, a reflection crossed my mind, hence, borrowed these lines...

Que sera, sera, what ever will be, will be
The future’s not ours to see
Que sera, sera, what will be, will be

I have grown older, in fact much older, that by this time, should have some certainties as to what my (remaining) future will be and what's in store for me. But as I age and acquire more experiences in life, my attitude had changed from being focused with the future to living by the moment and leaving the rest to fate. With this mindset, I get satisfaction in the offerings of the present, enjoyed slowing-down and appreciating what is here now. It is a relief to give up worrying on what the future might bring.

Seasons change, people change, attitudes change, values change…for the better I hope.

new look

Some kind of virus forced me to give my blog a new look...some kind of agony pushed me to cut my hair short...

I'm enjoying the new look.

my sutures' gift

I had 2 C-Section deliveries and my last suture was more than a decade ago. I bear a permanent scar which is neither ugly nor lovely to look at, but since then I have learned to love.

In the past eight years or so that I am consciously observing the effects of the sutures, I confirmed I acquired the ability to predict shifts in temperature at least three days in advance through the experience of mild and bearable uteral suture pains. If it is hot today and it’s going to be colder in the coming 3 days, expect that I can sense it.

With the weather channel and the internet providing us with 10-day weather predictions, there is nothing spectacular with my acquired “ability,” but to me, this anatomical weather gauge comes really handy and useful. And although it doesn’t really register a reading, the prediction is always accurate.

In for C-Section ladies?