“A poem by Margot Bickel A little peacewithin the last hours of the almost bygone daya little silencebetween the daysso that the nascent yesterday does not get in the pastand tomorrow is lived for today ”
“An hour yesterday, an hour today, little-by-little, Tyler was bringing me back to life. I got a nervous fluttering in my belly wondering about our hour tomorrow. In these short spurts it felt good to focus on something other than the emptiness of missing Reece. But in the end, it all came back to him.”
“If today you are a little bit better than you were yesterday, then that's enough. And, if tomorrow you are a little bit better than you were today, then that's enough.”
“Remember yesterday, Dream of tomorrow,But live today.”
“Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.”
“Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement. ”