On some other day, I will listen to your frustrations with a sympathetic ear, but not now.
Later, I will hold your hand and weep with you, and then laugh that our problems seemed so important, but not now.
Tomorrow, I will start fresh and try again, but not now.
I will grieve for now.
I will remind myself that I am not divine, but sadly human, now on this day.
It will be better, and we will rejoice together again.
But not now.