I was standing in line at the grocery store the other day. Behind me, a tired little boy and his Mom were in conversation about the next errand on their list. The little tyke was not in agreement with Mom’s decision. “You said we’d go to the park today”, he said. “Tomorrow” she replied.
“Tomorrow, Tomorrow, there are too many Tomorrows” he wisely replied.
But there really aren’t too many Tomorrows. We might live as though they are limitless but in the dark of the night we understand the frailty of that belief.
So please, stop at the park on the way home today.