That's a bit of an odd one for this week's Gallery. Should I interpret it literally with an image of what I'm going to be doing on Thursday? Should I take a more philosophical approach and consider a tomorrow that never comes? As a parent it is probably most poignant to think of tomorrow as the reward for the investment we make in our children today. Having a second family to raise alongside the four grown up daughters of my first marriage makes me feel very connected to the idea of tomorrow and yesterday. The little ones remind me of things the big ones did as babies and there is a great sense that all the milestones and achievements that the big ones are accomplishing are things that my little ones have ahead of them.
Searching through my photos for inspiration I came upon a poem that my daughter had written in primary school. When I separated from my first husband and sold the family home, I photographed the huge collection of paintings and other works that I had accumulated over the years before having to consign the originals to the recycling bin. I am so glad I did - there are some real treasures among them. This was one of them.
The author is now 20 years old. This is one of her tomorrows. She is still alive (!) and there is still an Earth.