I received this from a friend and thought it was good enough to share with all of you.
There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which
should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday,
with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, it aches and pains.
Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday.
We cannot undo a single act we performed. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone beyond recall.
The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its possible adversities,
its burdens and perhaps its poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.
Tomorrow’s sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day—today.
Any man can fight the battles of one day.
It is only when we add the burden of those two awful eternities,
yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down.
It is not the experience of today that drives men mad.
It is the remorse or bitterness for something that happened yesterday
or the dread of what tomorrow may bring.
Let us therefore do our best to live one day at a time.