Not about cats, who already understand
things that could be and aren’t….yet
are not worthy,
even though prudence (another human thing)
demands planning, storing up –
I refuse, because
sufficient unto this day are its concerns
and tomorrow, Scarlett,
is another day I have not yet been given.
I will love you today
and rest as I need.
I am not the leader of the free world or the enslaved one
and that was never my goal, anyhow.
Today I will love you.
The potential horrors of potential tomorrow
will just have to wait.
Today, I am too busy loving
to worry about what might happen tomorrow.
And anyhow, when tomorrow IS today,
there will still be love to give.
See, I understand that not every day is a winner.
Today is not my best day, but it also isn’t my worst day.
So, that means it isn’t so bad, this today.
Still, it would be fabulous to have a winning day, where things go well and no huge issues raise their ugly heads, demanding attention and energy.
Tomorrow……..is another opportunity.
Another chance to get it right.
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.
If you get tomorrow, you can try again.
You can eat healthy, you can exercise.
You can organize and file those papers.
You can wash the windows and baseboards.
You can write thank-you notes, and mail them.
You can put those photos into the albums you bought for them.
You can finish that project you started.
I can do those things.
If I get tomorrow.
I’d be lying if I said I was totally confident about tomorrow. Yes, I know thinking positively has huge benefits for me and for my positive mental energy in dealing with the petty irritations of today. I do know that I do better if I focus on the good things, and strive to overlook, minimize, and disregard those things that might set me back, or sidetrack me from my primary goals. I do know that.
Still, that does not mean that I am a boundless, endless well of optimism and hope. Some days I struggle with my motivation and my focus. Some days I allow the negativity of others to impact my own attitude. Some days someone’s unkind comment or unfair evaluation of my work or my person bums me out, and brings my whole parade to a screeching halt. We all have those moments, those days. They suck. But, thank God, they do not last. No matter how much right now it seems that this will never, ever get better, it will get better.
In a few years, it might even become your favorite joke. It does get better, and when you can really laugh about it, you will know its power over you is truly broken.
My yesterdays are dead and gone except for my memories. Some of those are sweet, and some of those are bitter. I choose to learn from the bitter ones, and cherish fondly the sweet ones. What else can you do with memories besides learn from the not-so-good ones, and remember the good ones?
My today is FAR too busy with demands from work and home. I am not someone who has learned how to settle and relax, and that is a goal that I work towards each and every busy, overcommitted, exhausting day. Who wants to live their life being too busy to relax? That was NEVER my goal for living, and I am actively seeking the remedy to overcommitment. The problem is that most of the business is patently my own fault. I am learning to slow down and enjoy the simple things. Really. I am, I swear.
My tomorrows are filled with explorations and travel to see new places and things. I want to have time to spend with a good book, stretched out beside the pool, and time to walk arouond the markets, “just looking.” That is relaxation for me, seeing the sights, enjoying a walk, reading a good book with a warm and purring kitty person comfortably settled in my lap, watching a movie with popcorn and a cup of hot chocolate milk. YUM. Maybe that would be an excellent “practice” idea for this very evening!