I watched the colors fill the sky this morning, as I drove Nikela to school...early. Yesterday the sky poured rain. Today the sun will shine.
My father often said to me, "Tomorrow will be a new day."
Sometimes as kid, tomorrow feels like light years away. I know my kids feel this way sometimes as they navigate all the changes in their lives...but truly tomorrow is always a new day.
A new day finds grandpa stabilizing though he remains in ICU.
A new day brings emerging blossoms to my yard.
A new day..even a Monday...elicits rambunctious smiles in the kitchen as kids pack their lunches.
For each new day, no matter the challenges, I am grateful.
Monday, March 7, 2011
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