I sit here looking at a project I told you I'd eventually get to, "some day." That was 2 years ago. It's still not done. There are so many "some days!" Some day we'll have our basement finished and you can have a play room. Some day I'll cook healthier. Some day we'll go to the park, kick the soccer ball you keep asking about, play Frisbee. Some day, we'll really start living like I want to live. Some of the some days I can't control. Like some day we'll have enough money or some day you'll be tall enough to wear that sweater in the top of your closet that's still too big. But I'm sorry for all of the some days I can control that I have let slip through the cracks. Even though I cant find everything to finish this project, I'll make it work. I'll find a way. Because sometimes some day needs to be today.