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Another Day Not Promised

“Somewhere over the rainbow, Way up high, There’s a land that I heard of, Once in a lullaby” ARLEN HAROLD, HARBURG E Y

That song was sung by none other than Aretha Franklin, who as of recently is finding what is indeed ‘over the rainbow’ as we all shall one day.  But today we are living yet ‘Another Day Not Promised.’

Aretha Franklin photoToday is the tomorrow that we feared yesterday. I didn’t say that and I don’t know who to attribute the quote to. I subscribe to the theory that the fear of something is always greater than the reality. The human mind is very powerful and through imagination, it can create all sorts of worries and complexities, the majority of which never materialize.

So while we’re here in today do me a favor and take at least ten minutes to do something you enjoy. Maybe a walk outside or call an old friend you haven’t talked to in a long while. Just do something special for yourself because you deserve it.

I have heard that ‘vacation’ makes a worker more productive. That the temporary getaway from the job makes them a better employee as when they are away they can refresh themselves. Perhaps this is a backward way for justifying my playing of Cookie Jam on the computer. When I went away to college I learned in the first semester about how to manage my time. It was one of the great lessons that I learned. I could take out my textbook and read it. I would do my homework without distractions. The others on my dorm floor would claim to be ‘studying’ but in reality they were wasting their time, being distracted by something like talking to each other.

We need to approach life with the same zeal that we are expected to direct toward our job. There is the valid concept of a well-balanced life. Surely work is one of those cornerstones. But family and self also need to be included. That was the idea of the eight hour work week. There would be eight hours for work, eight hours for rest and eight hours for whatever one chose to use it for. Unfortunately, in today’s society, the eight-hour workday is mostly a myth. Those with higher paying jobs dedicate many long hours to their positions. Those with lesser paying jobs find that they need to work an extra job to make ends meet. The philosophy behind the eight hour work week was that the pay would be sufficient to enjoy the nice things of life and not live in poverty.

So Aretha Franklin has passed away. I was never a big fan not having explored her music. There is no doubt that she could sing she was after all ‘The Queen Of Soul.” The book of her life is now closed but if you are reading this yours still has some more pages to be written. It is the job of a preacher at a funeral to point out that it is very important how we live this life. Number one hits, making money, fine clothes are niceties but when it comes down to it the most important thing you do is how you treat your fellow human beings.

Think of life as an accountant ledger. Everything you do puts a tiny bit of money into different bank accounts. The bank accounts can be broken down into two categories ‘self’ and ‘others’. Some things like working to provide for your family would apply to both. Now every action that you do affects those bank accounts. When you treat somebody kind you ‘other’ count goes up. When you are rude and disrespectful your ‘other’ account goes down. The idea is the more in your ‘other’ account the better off you are. Unfortunately, many people end this life being in debt only serving self.

When you uplift others, show kindness to strangers, assist those in need you are really helping yourself. Beyond the concept of karma, there is the idea of payback. It is easy to say no to a person who has done nothing to help you, but it is hard to say no to a person who has helped you a lot. That may be a selfish way to look at things but it is an accurate statement.

Tomorrow you may never wake up or disaster may strike. On a positive note, tomorrow may be a day of many blessings. Don’t take it for granted.

In celebration of the passing away of Aretha Franklin, I am presenting the book of my song lyrics called “Without The Music.” It took me thirty years to write the book and in it, you will find memorable pieces that if you are a singer or composer you could work with.


Photos by sarasmile,

Another Day Not Promised

John Kaniecki

John Kaniecki is a full-time caregiver for his wife Sylvia. He is a published writer and works with the Church of Christ. John has lived with bipolar for over thirty years and has been hospitalized nine times, three of which were committed. John has chronicled his life story in his memoirs "More Than The Madness". Also of note is John's book of poetry "Murmurings Of A Mad Man" which are poems written about being committed in Graystone Psychiatric Hospital. John believes in the power of words to change the world for the better. His website can be seen here. His books can be seen on Amazon. You can visit his personal blog "Turn A Page Or Two" here.

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APA Reference
Kaniecki, J. (2018). Another Day Not Promised. Psych Central. Retrieved on March 23, 2019, from


Last updated: 16 Aug 2018
Last reviewed: By John M. Grohol, Psy.D. on 16 Aug 2018
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