Surgery Day

It's the morning of surgery. As I await for my girl friend to pick me up to go to the surgical center, I contemplate my gratitude to my big breast for serving me so well. For breast feeding my daughter when she was a baby, for providing such sexual pleasure of years past.

And now, as other rites of passage, I enter into a new era. An era of no back pain due to heavy breast. An era of being able to look down and see my stomach because my breast will now be in porportion to the rest of my body.

Yes, it's a new day and I am thankful for all of my blessings.

Memory of the day: I am surrounded by the healing energy of light and love and all is well.