Tomorrow she is one month older. Today she asked me to read a the ballet book for the tenth time sprawled across me, much like she did as a babe.

Tomorrow she’ll stand up in front of the whole church and sing out the words to ‘Change My Heart O God’. Today she sang the theme song to Mr Roger’s Neighborhood.

Tomorrow she’ll walk into Sunday school, sit next to Josie and not look back. Tonight she asked me to sit with her until she fell asleep.

Tomorrows are full of possibilities, but it is the todays I want my steps to focus on. Being in the moment, so the todays don’t become yesterdays of regret.