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The Promise of Tomorrow


We humans bank on our tomorrows. We count on tomorrow being there. Think about it. How many times have you said, “I’ll get to that tomorrow, or next week, or later.” We live as if tomorrow is guaranteed. I don’t know any other species in the animal kingdom that lives its life in such a manner. And, I’m not necessarily speaking about living fully in the moment. Since being diagnosed with cancer and having lived through surgery and chemotherapy, I can’t tell you how many times I wanted to escape the present moment because the present moment was intolerable. I had no desire to live fully in that moment of suffering. I’m guilty of using my tomorrow to get me through today. When I was really suffering, I would tell myself that tomorrow will be a better day. Whether it’s the Musical Production Annie telling us that the “Sun will come out tomorrow…” or Scarlett from Gone with the Wind declaring “I can’t think about that right now. I’ll think about that tomorrow.” we get constant reminders that tomorrow holds the promise of a better day.

What I am speaking to is our assumption that we have many tomorrows ahead of us to create the lives we do not have today. Here’s the blunt truth. It’s a lie. We only have today. And, if we get tomorrow, it’s a bonus. Instead, I suggest using our experience of Yesterday to create the Today we truly desire. Be careful. Don’t dwell or get stuck in Yesterday. It’s gone, in the past, can’t bring it back or hit the “do over” button. However, Yesterday is full of potential nuggets of wisdom like veins of gold ready to be mined. By using our amazing power of reflection, we can learn from our experiences of Yesterday and make Today live up to its full potential.

So, ask yourself, what did you learn from Yesterday? And, are you using that wisdom Today? Because there are no guarantees you will have Tomorrow.

#learningfromthepast #livinginthemoment #tomorrow #wisdom

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