There are those times when I feel confident in what I do or about to face. I thrive on inspiration and in helping others feel better in dealing with their situations. Today I'm not confidant, and I don't feel happy. In fact, I am scared. Tomorrow is my surgery. I received a call from a nurse stating the time I need to be at the hospital. In speaking with her, I felt my voice crack and stated I feel nervous. She replied, "If you weren't nervous something would be wrong." I knew this day would come, and I psyched myself believing I would feel confident when it did. Instead I feel afraid, nervous, and been crying for most of the day. I feel silly, because I know I'm in good hands and I'm going to a good hospital. My parents will be with me. I know God will see me through but I'm still afraid. It makes me sad that it has come to this, surgery. Apart of me was hoping it didn't have to, but the body has it's own agenda. There are other things that contribute to this sadness, but I cannot talk about it yet. This is one blog post I cannot offer anything inspirational, because I don't feel inspired.
Tomorrow is another day. Wish me luck.