The trials and tribulations of a middle-aged PACS consultant,
father, and garage sale junkie as he engages in his
never-ending search for sanity in an insane world.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

One Day at a Time

Well I have three PACS blogs in the queue that just need to be proofread lest I be sued so you’ll be seeing at least two of them later this week. In the interim I thought you might enjoy this lil piece that was in a picture frame that I picked up at a garage sale this weekend for a quarter (yes $0.25).

I started to put the frame away with the other 2,516 I have (can you say packrat?>) until I found the right photo for it and before I did I read the piece that was in the frame. After reading it I said- gee, that’s good. Then I read it again and said- gee, that’s very good. So I decided I’d share it with you .It’s called One Day at a Time”. It has nothing to do with the mid 70’s TV show that starred Bonnie Franklin, Valerie Bertinnelli (she the now almost 50 year old ex-wife of rocker Eddie Van Halen who was soooo hot back then), Mackenzie Philips (another hottie), although both unbeknowt to me were mega druggies- not that I cared mind you- and of course Pat Harrington, Jr as building superintendent Schneider It also has nothing to do with that old time gospel song “One Day at a Time (Sweet Jesus)” or Danielle Steele’s novel of the same name either. If anything it serves as the mantra of Josh and Lisa Hunter who I wrote about in my prior blog entry and sincerely hope you are keeping in your prayers. They need them now more than ever. So while you wait on the PACS piece that is in the queue called “We’re Number One- and So Are We” read this and start your week out right.


There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One of these days is YESTERDAY, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its 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.

The other day we should not worry about is TOMORROW, with its possible adversaries, its burdens, its large promise and poor performance. TOMORROW is 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 just one day. It is only when you and I add the burdens of two awful eternities- YESTERDAY and TOMORROW- that we break down. It is not the experiences of TODAY that drive men mad- it is the remorse or bitterness for something that happened YESTERDAY and the dread of what TOMORROW will bring.

Let us, therefore, live but ONE DAY AT A TIME.

Make it a great week, living and loving the very best day of the week- TODAY.

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