Sunday, January 22, 2006

Que Sera` Sera` (What ever will be, will be)

Today I helped my boyfriend Philip start sending out resumes` to various companies around the southeast in search of a new job. He works for a company in the transition of bankrupcy and being sold. Although he may not need a new job, he felt it necessary to be proactive instead of passive waiting for someone else to chart the course his life will take. I won't lie and say this was an easy task, but he asked for my help and I would never have dreamed of saying, "no". My heart skips when I think of him moving to far off place... ok, north Georgia is not a foriegn country but we will not have the same ability to see each other as we do now. He has promised we will work things out and I know he will do all within his power to do so. He has also in all fairness applied for positions here in Jacksonville, which for me would be more convenient.

After all the letters had been mailed today, we went for a walk on Jekyll Island Beach and this song kept playing in my head. I know that change can be good and things in all probability will work out, but I will have to learn to say Que Sera` Sera`

Que Sera, Sera
Doris Day

[Written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans]


When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother
What will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart
What lies ahead
Will we have rainbows
Day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be

Now I have Children of my own
They ask their mother
What will I be
Will I be handsome
Will I be rich
I tell them tenderly

Que sera, sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, sera
What will be, will be
Que Sera, Sera