“Anyone can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the battles of those two awful eternities, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the experience of today that drives us mad. It is the remorse or bitternes for something that happened yesterday or the dread of what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but one day at a time.”
We’re back home in PDX. I threw up in an airport garbage can. Lizzie’s slept about 16 of the last 24 hours. I think we’ve been traveling too much.