Yesterday I ran unselfconsciously across the Möhne Dam in yellow dungarees and plimmies, eating ice cream and drinking fanta, happily unaware that my skinny legs would ever fill out.
Yesterday I fell off my bike in the middle of my paper round, blood stained my stone-washed jeans and pink sweater, the gravel road breaking a tooth and scarring my face.
Yesterday I was the most unpopular girl in the 5th year of school, shunned by my friends for my naivety, paralysed in my inability to break away.
Yesterday I broke someone’s heart.
Yesterday someone broke mine.
Yesterday I danced to Relight My Fire in the student union bar.
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Yesterday I graduated with hons… how?
Yesterday I raved all night in adidas trainers and a hoody – and nothing ached in the morning.
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Yesterday I watched the funeral of Lady Diana on a wobble box in deepest Sumatra
Yesterday I got engaged atop Sydney Harbour Bridge.
Yesterday I got unengaged – he kept the ring…
Yesterday I met Mr Wonderful in Jimmy’s bar in Harrogate.
Yesterday Mr Wonderful and I had the Boy Wonder.
Yesterday I got married in Norfolk, we played Roberta Flack
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Yesterday more children joined our game of Happy Families.
Yesterday we bought and sold houses, got better jobs, spent more money and thought that we were doing ok.
Yesterday wasn’t such a good day.
Yesterday I reminded myself that I still have so much to be thankful for and that, come what may, things will all be ok.
Yesterday I looked forward…
This post was inspired by my youngest child for whom everything that happened before today happened ‘yesterday’… I like her style…
Love this, it is so simple to be a child isn’t it, if it didn’t happen today it happened yesterday and if it is still to happen it is tomorrow. This reminded me of my niece when she was younger everything happened at 8.08, she went to bed, woke up and mummy went to work at that time. Bless her.
Kerry x
Love the 8.08! My middle girl counts everything in 6 minutes – ask her to do something, she’ll do it “in 6 minutes”! I can remember spending painful hours trying to explain to the eldest the concept of yesterday and tomorrow – pointless and it takes all the fun out of it. Now we count in sleeps and we don’t worry about the yesterdays!
Wasn’t sure what this post was all about really – experimenting with something approaching poetry although not brave (or competent) enough to call it that…
Thanks for stopping by…
Px
What a wonderful way to look at the world. If yesterday was the worst day of your life, it was also the best 🙂
What a great analogy Heather – I hadn’t thought of it that way and I love it! ;0)
Thanks, Px
A lovely post. My husband and I danced to First Time Ever I Saw Your Face on our wedding night, sung by Celine Dion.
These are very special memories and a part of your life’s journey.
CJ xx
Thanks CJ, such a lovely song isn’t it? Just checked out the GM version and you’re right – it’s fab!
Px