Finding Hope: Embracing Tomorrow After a Hard Day
6/27/20261 min read
Tomorrow Is a New Day
It's a new day again. Guess where I am?
If you guessed Starbucks, you're right. I'm a creature of habit.
This morning I woke up with some pretty bad depression. I took my morning medication, grabbed a coffee, and slowly started feeling better. That seems to happen every time I don't have my children. I hate being alone.
Being by myself brings back memories from after my accident. I had moved an hour away from my family to Rochester, New York. I didn't know anyone. I had no friends. Day after day, I was alone. It was one of the hardest seasons of my life, and I never want to go back there.
But in some ways, I do.
Every time my kids aren't with me, those feelings come rushing back. The loneliness feels familiar, and so does the sadness.
My mind jumps from one thought to another. I know what I should be doing, but I can't seem to focus because there are so many thoughts competing for my attention. Instead, I end up sitting here, frustrated with myself, wondering why I can't just move forward.
It's hard to explain unless you've lived it. From the outside, it probably looks like I'm just drinking coffee. On the inside, I'm fighting a battle that no one else can see.
Today, I feel alone. I feel helpless.
But today doesn't get to decide tomorrow.
One thing I've learned is that I have a choice. I can carry today's struggles into tomorrow, or I can leave them where they belong. So today, I'm choosing to let them go. I'm choosing to live in this moment instead of replaying yesterday or fearing what's next.
Tomorrow is a new day.
And sometimes, hope begins with nothing more than believing that tomorrow can be better than today.