Tomorrow, I promise to listen a little closer to the story you desperately want to tell me but keep getting interrupted by your little sister who is oblivious to the listen and wait concept. 

I will stop and put whatever I’m doing down and take in every word that is pouring out of your brain as you excitedly put it into words just for me. I’ll look you straight in the eye and share the passion and enthusiasm that you are passing on to me.

Tomorrow, I promise I won’t tell you off for just being a 2 year old. You don’t know that you shouldn’t touch that and shouting isn’t the best way to teach you. I just want to stop you from getting hurt and my immediate reaction is to get you to stop and a loud noise is just that. 

Tomorrow, I will stop and look. Look around me and realise that the pile of washing that’s been there over a week isn’t worth getting so het up about. It will be there the day after tomorrow and will get put away – but not right now hey?!

Tomorrow, I will try to moan a little less and smile a lot more. There’s lots of good in my life but it can sometimes be hard to appreciate it with black clouds of grief casting dark shadows. Tomorrow I will try to push those clouds back and let the daylight creep through more. 

Tomorrow – I will be grateful that I am here and get to see it. 

Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow will be a good day. 

B xx 

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  1. 10th August 2015 / 10:26 am

    Oh! So lovely and so poignant. I am sadly guilty of this almost every day 🙁

  2. 10th August 2015 / 11:42 am

    Sending hugs! I hope you are having a good day x

  3. 10th August 2015 / 7:53 pm

    Sending you great big *hugs* honey. I too am guilty of this hon so I know how you feel.xx

  4. 12th August 2015 / 8:41 am

    I have days when I am saying this to myself as soon as O has gone to bed. Tomorrow I won’t be such a grumpy old cow! xx

  5. 13th August 2015 / 6:43 pm

    Sounds like me – a lot. Loved reading this 🙂 Jess xx