Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

I nominate my sister, art and roses to do this challenge and anyone who wants to do it.

Yesterday I was born. A ray of light crying out reaching for the stars. Sunshine bright in my eyes. Full of joy . Imagination running free. Fairies dancing around my windowsill. My small family and our company sharing our lives with one another. The world above us so free, so new, so full of hope. My feet racing around the backyard while I jump through sprinklers. The grass stains on my knees. Yesterday I had the world. The unknown soon to come. At night, staring at the stars, the moon always shinning bright. Riding my bike, holding on the handlebars while I pedal with my tiny feet. The helmet strapped onto my wind blown hair, enjoying the freedom it gave me. Playing hop scotch and jumping rope, the chalk on my fingertips. Late night movies with family, enjoying popcorn.

Today I experienced sadness, and reality. It crawls up and into your heart so slow, you don’t even know it’s happening. Then when it hits you don’t even notice because your so used to feeling that way. The night bringing darkness and shadows.Being unsure about everything. Today I experienced sickness. It drags you in and never lets go. Brings you down and causes your body to crumble. Then there’s the society of opinions. The world around you sucked into politics and social media and labels. The news and studies shaking the world for information. Holding onto the doubts and sucking in the guilt. Lack of motivation and life slowing only enough to take a short breath before it starts again. Drowning in thoughts.

Tomorrow I’ll show the world. You can be productive. People have a choice in life. You can either be successful or unsuccessful. But being successful doesn’t always mean it’s a good thing. If your rich, but don’t do anything about it, it doesn’t matter. If your success drives you, share that knowledge. Share the good things and bad things. Not everything in life is picture perfect and you shouldn’t have to put on a proud face and fit that picture. Tomorrow I’ll be someone. It doesn’t matter who as long as I am happy. I’ll learn to live, to feel a sense of freedom.

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow.

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