Today, I am thankful for the very next day.
When I awake in the morning,
It is either the very next day
after many, many days
Or it is the very first day.
Today, it is the very first day
Of what exists now.
~ Twainhart Hill
from An Ode to My Father Healing the Critic
Today feels like the "very next day after many, many days."
An extension of yesterday.
No new starts.
But not the "same old thing" either.
I know that I have work leftover from many yesterdays. I must finish these tasks before I can accept something totally new into my life - before I am truly ready to embrace another "very first day."
For this blessing, I am grateful.