![ALNzVM0R4ehh3Lz8_1000187916.png](https://cdn.liketu.com/media/im-yanizet/images/ALNzVM0R4ehh3Lz8_1000187916/ALNzVM0R4ehh3Lz8_1000187916.webp) ![3qfoUOTLm5JYSEnz_1000187892.jpg](https://cdn.liketu.com/media/im-yanizet/images/3qfoUOTLm5JYSEnz_1000187892/3qfoUOTLm5JYSEnz_1000187892.webp) ![r7WdQNWnFWHAzOQH_1000187893.jpg](https://cdn.liketu.com/media/im-yanizet/images/r7WdQNWnFWHAzOQH_1000187893/r7WdQNWnFWHAzOQH_1000187893.webp) ![5AvtNVDxg9zR8LFg_1000187894.jpg](https://cdn.liketu.com/media/im-yanizet/images/5AvtNVDxg9zR8LFg_1000187894/5AvtNVDxg9zR8LFg_1000187894.webp) ![1YweB1zkI90C2TeB_1000187895.jpg](https://cdn.liketu.com/media/im-yanizet/images/1YweB1zkI90C2TeB_1000187895/1YweB1zkI90C2TeB_1000187895.webp) Ayer no sonó ninguna alarma especial, ni pasó nada extraordinario al abrir los ojos… pero yo sabía que ese día era distinto. Se sentía en el pecho, en las ganas de levantarse, en esa alegría silenciosa que no siempre aparece. Después de tres meses, volvía al quirófano. Solo era un caso, sencillo, rápido incluso para muchos. Pero detrás había un niño que llevaba años esperando y unos padres cansados de esperar respuestas. Para ellos no era “un caso fácil”, era la esperanza acumulada durante demasiado tiempo. Y eso, para mí, lo hacía enorme. Decidí empezar el día con buena energía, con pensamientos lindos, de esos que uno elige a propósito. Porque cuando la mente va en paz, las manos trabajan mejor. Y como si el día quisiera confirmarlo, apareció una flor blanca. Un regalo simple, inesperado. La tomé y, casi sin pensarlo, la puse en mi cabello, como quien se guarda un deseo, como quien se da suerte a sí misma. Entré al quirófano tranquila, agradecida, concentrada. Todo fluyó. Todo salió bien. La cirugía fue un éxito y, con ella, se cerró una espera larga para una familia que lo necesitaba. # English Version Yesterday there was no special alarm, nothing extraordinary happened when I opened my eyes… but I knew the day was different. You can feel it in your chest, in the way you get out of bed, in that quiet happiness that doesn’t always show up. After three months, I was finally back in the operating room. It was just one case, a simple one, quick even for many. But behind it there was a child who had been waiting for years, and parents exhausted from waiting for answers. For them, it wasn’t “an easy case”; it was hope that had been building for far too long. And that made it huge for me. I chose to start the day with good energy, with kind thoughts—those you consciously decide to hold onto. Because when the mind is at peace, the hands work better. And as if the day wanted to confirm it, a white flower appeared. A simple, unexpected gift. I took it and, without overthinking, placed it in my hair—like saving a wish, like giving myself a bit of luck. I walked into the operating room calm, grateful, focused. Everything flowed. Everything went well. The surgery was a success, and with it, a long wait finally came to an end for a family who truly needed it. **Source**

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