Mum's words on the opening page of her autobiography seem relevant today
Stepping Stones

In the fullness of time we shall have eternity. But for the present we have only our days.. our precious, precarious, perishable, unrepeatable, few days. Days that are our stepping stones into the life of God and thereby, in our own meaning and destiny. We have no other stepping stones, only these days. We have the privilege of using them as they come to us from the hands of God. They are ours, and we must take responsibility for them before the face of God. He has conveniently placed them for us, spacing them just about perfectly at 365 steps each year.

written in June 2002