These Small Things
from Out With Lanterns, a daily poetry practice
What if I decide my life is fine? What if there’s nothing to fix, no huge changes to make? What if there’s just a little goal each day to appreciate the ripe strawberries in the refrigerator, or notice the yellow butterfly flying alongside me for half a block? Is it less of a life if the best part of my day was melting salty butter on warm sourdough and savoring the taste? What if at the end of my life, I realize these small things are what I was meant to aim for, to cherish? Not accomplishments or accolades or paychecks. What if as I pass away, I am just grateful that each day, I looked deep into the dog’s eyes and felt wonder?
Yes, and yes.
Dear Julie,
One of the dear women in my writing community sent this poem my way and it touched me deeply. I loved it so much, I shared it this morning with my writing community and we used it as a "spark" for our own writing. Such beautiful words.
And reading a bit about your story moves me to tears...
Thank you so much for showing up. It matters so much.