Tomorrow is Too Late
In a word, yes. I always wanted to be this great crusader who helped build world peace, but I was always going to “do it tomorrow.” When my oldest daughter was born she was hospitalized for ten weeks, and the people that did the most for my mental state were volunteers. They didn’t know us at all, but they were bringing my family gifts, support, and food – just because they wanted to do something for someone else. I realized that these people weren’t waiting until “tomorrow” and that I needed to get on the ball. I contacted my local March of Dimes chapter and I’ve been doing as much as I can ever since.