There’s Always Tomorrow

Namaste, and thank you to all who look in and like this site, you are very appreciated. I’ve been too weak to post for a few days, these pesky waves of symptoms require a lot of care and attention. I still have to feed my need to read every day, so it’s always a good time to catch up with what everyone else is doing. And I think we are all doing very well indeed.

The name of this post refers to things to look forward to, in this case breakfast.

I got it from a line spoken by Billy Crystal in an ancient episode of “Soap”, it struck me as being a positive affirmation, caught hiding beneath a funny line. I use it instead of “this too shall pass,” it’s quicker.

It is a miracle that I am able to eat fruit now, I’ve been unable to eat many fruits for over a decade. So it’s true, there is always tomorrow; and who knows what blessings it will bring.

A brief but colourful post, please enjoy, and believe that our grandchildren shall always live in and share the days of peace.  Amras.

Photography ©Francis Moloney: 2012.

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Author: amras888

Francis Moloney @Amras888 Composer, instrumentalist and Logic 8 software user. Bereavement Counselor retired. A Philosopher now disabled, bedbound but happy. Love my wife, son, and dog.

4 thoughts on “There’s Always Tomorrow”

  1. Thank you for this “brief but colourful post”, as your wrote. Indeed, tomorrow is another day and let’s enjoy every little detail of today : a leaf, the scent of coffee, the touch of smooth stone, the music of the wind in the trees, the taste of a strawberry. A very inspiring and beautiful blog.

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