During those times when it feels like your whole world has fallen apart, there is often a gift of healing. This healing came during the rebuilding of a yacht that foundered on a sandbar shortly after my marriage broke up.
Why worry about tomorrow
And the rising of the sun,
Or anguish over past mistakes
That cannot be undone?
Why waste life’s precious moments
On things that bruise the heart
When today is ours to fashion
Into a work of art?
Today comes but once, my friend,
It never can return.
So use it wisely while you can,
there’s a lesson you may learn.
Let history record the past
And tomorrow come what may
Be content to do your best
With what you have today!