How many todays will go by before we realize that ‘someday’ passed us by sometime last week? I long to know what it is to hold this day with both hands, to receive today’s bread rather than trying to live off stale crumbs from yesterday or the hope of a big meal tomorrow.

This day, the one I hold right now, the one with the feverish six year old girl, the floors that desperately need a vacuum, and the fridge that demands a trip to the grocery if I ever hope to have cream in my coffee; I want to hold this day with thankful, peace-filled hands. I am living my someday and I don’t want to miss it.

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