Sending good juju to you as you recover from your knee surgery. ✨

I found your profile in a wicked roundabout way, which hurt my brain when I realized you'd actually discovered Hive via a Twitter Hive Spaces chat I was part of, but I somehow missed the memo! However, now that I've found you, I submitted your content for verification through Hive Watchers. They'll probably drop a comment in the next few days-ish, so that curators will know you're not a scammer or bot or something (sadly that's a thing that happens here far too frequently).

As to the curious way our brains work, I have a story that's always confounded me, but it doesn't involve surgery. Or even my brain. And it's a bit of a heart-punching topic.

When I was pregnant with our eldest daughter, I had two dear college friends who were also starting families - one (B) had a daughter not too long before I discovered I was pregnant. The other (M) found she was pregnant not too long after, but was already about five months along and for a myriad of reasons, was deemed a high risk pregnancy.

I was at about five or six months when M lost her daughter during horrible delivery circumstances (there was an eventual lawsuit). A couple years later, she gave birth to twin girls, and the three of us regularly got together with our kids (B went on to have a son, I then had a son and another daughter).

It was at one of our gatherings that my eldest made the comment something along the lines of how sad it was that M's first daughter had passed, but she was glad she was able to say goodbye to her before she did. When we pointed out that she hadn't been born yet, she insisted it happened, and described how B's daughter was there, sitting next to her, and M placed the baby in her lap. She said she was holding her tiny hand, and talked to her for a few before M picked her back up. She wasn't sure what happened next, other than everyone crying.

We've talked about it many times over the years (my eldest is now 28) and she's just as insistent now that it happened as she was when she was little. She says she has a very clear memory of that moment, and even though she understands it could not have happened, she still swears it did. And even after all these years, just typing about it gives me goosebumps.

The brain is indeed a curious creature.

And with all that - a much belated welcome to Hive. 😊