Beauty of Tomorrow

 

I hate losing sleep. I really, really need sleep as I get older.

And last night was not a good night.

Sleep did not come to me until 4 in the morning.

Conversations rattled through my brain. Words were spoken, and then mulled over.

I think this Mom's heart was just worrying about tomorrow. An unknown future.

This sentiment from SU's Beauty of Tomorrow is a good reminder. I can't worry about the future. I can only hold onto the hope that tomorrow brings.

Changing leaves, changing lives. 

Looking for the Beauty of Tomorrow.