Today is ....

On Friday I left. As last day's go it wasn't bad. They gave me a purpley, pink orchid which I wasn't expecting and was a nice surprise. I feel relieved that it's over. At the moment I'm a bit euphoric and slightly afraid of the down which I know must come.
Today is .... it's a cliche from the 70's, my youth, time in my orange and white bedroom looking forward to a brighter tomorrow. Now I'm here. And it's my children's futures which I am looking forward to. I want them to see a future without limits. When Kieran was born he stretched out to find out where the boundaries were. In his cot he wriggled up so that his head touched the top of his crib. Why aren't we satisfied till we touch the boundaries? Why do I crave security?
Today is ... nearly over and already I'm making plans for tomorrow. Experience tells me that tomorrow will come. It might not be like I expected but it will happen. It's the day after tomorrow that I'm not ready for yet.