How to keep tomorrow from stealing today
I hear it in the voices of the children, the preoccupation with tomorrow. “I can’t wait until. . .” “I’m afraid that . . . “ “What if . .…
I hear it in the voices of the children, the preoccupation with tomorrow. “I can’t wait until. . .” “I’m afraid that . . . “ “What if . .…
. . . you who guide and let go, again and again and again. You show me that love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. . . you…
Mom? I have met a mother whose heart tore right open when she realized that her daughter had noticed. Noticed that she listened. That she tried harder than anyone else…