Wondering about my Wanderings

tomorrow

Tomorrow never comes though at times I wish it would come. It is an elusive creature that is forever ahead and rarely looking behind.

I talked to my daughter a short time ago. It would have been tomorrow the day before. We talked about her coming over my house to take a picture of our dog Buddy for people back East. Mom's health is not good and I thought it would be a way to cheer her up. She loves the Buddy stories I share.

I was compelled to look at my choices. I grew bitter in the wake of the divorce and determined to spend more time with family rather than taking pictures. It has not turned out that way. I think to myself tomorrow it will change and tomorrow never comes. I am determined to make the most of an encounter. My daughter talked to me about taking two hours in a photo shoot with a class mate. I know for a fact there are few pictures of me that I know about since the divorce. Tomorrow comes and I will love even if it seems to never be enough. In the arena of eternity, it will be a memory worth keeping for as long as there is breath.