A beautiful day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_9BlwYUdcS8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLaY2VcIEqo

I can't help it. I like this song/aria in any of its versions.

This one has a deeper meaning for me: Being at the hospital and very sick in 2004 after a laparostomy due to apendicitis a second surgery was scheduled because of a fistula in my colon caused by the first intervention.

My status was very as delicate as I received the Extreme Unctiion by mom's suggestion. And definitly that was something I agreed completely; the suggestion was appropiate for me and, I believe, I thought about it before she said something, despite my brother's rebuke who arrived just in the middle of the ceremony to the hospital room.

I also understood his anger for me feeling defeated, although I wasn't feeling defeated (or we weren't feeling defeated), but it was something very probable. At least I was feeling very weak and I didn't believe that after the previous situation I could survive a second abdominal surgery.

That was very clear when they took me to the operations room and from the waiting room I could see a gorgeous view of a sunny Bogota with a perfect blue sky.

And I thought, as the lyrics say: It's a beautiful day to die.