Tag: growth

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 100

Day 100: “100”

Today I hit a milestone

I’ve been reaching for

100 days of poems

Not consecutively, but that wasn’t my goal

My goal was to not get stuck in the black and white

The 0 to 100

The writing out of obligation

I wanted to write when I felt inspired

When I wanted to

Not because I had to to meet a quota

In that time

Those 100 days

I’m at a place now where I want to try to write daily

Not obligated to

But I want to try new things

I want to write about feelings

And situations

And songs

And movies

And my passions

It’s fun

I feel proud

Brave

Strong

Aligned

Loud

Excited

Cheers to 100 poems

And whatever the future holds

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 99

Day 99: “Accidents Happen”

I had an accident

And I didn’t freak out

I lost my grip on my water bottle

Saw it in slo-mo falling

Froze

Water still pouring out of the Brita

My brain snapped to

I shut the water off

Picked up my bottle from where I caught it between my knees

Took a moment

Examined the fallout

Water

Everywhere

I stepped away

Took a breath

Quickly brainstormed my next move

Could use paper towels

A big towel

Two kitchen towels

Kitchen towels it is

Ones I don’t care about touching the floor

I started inside the fridge

Then wiped the outside

The door to the freezer

Then the wall

And baseboards

Ending with the floor

Wiping it up

Reminding me how much we need to vacuum

Through it all

I stayed calm

Because freaking out wouldn’t have changed the mess on my hands

And hey, it was kind of funny

And it could have been worse

And at least it was water, you know

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 93

Day 93: “The Realization at the End of a Movie”

What I’ve realized

Is that my dreams don’t have to make sense to anyone else

They don’t have to yearn the way I do

For the future I want

They don’t have to get it

Maybe they won’t

But I know I have something to offer this world

Something meaningful

“That’s nice, but I asked you what side you wanted. It comes with fries, but you can substitute for a salad instead.”

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 69

Day 69: “The Little Girl Who Couldn’t”

One thing about me

is I like to be unfair to myself

Well I don’t like to

But you’d think I do by how often I do it

Past me’s

are held to impossible standards

“You’re stupid,

Bad,

Terrible,

Because you didn’t know”

But what recently I learned, realized

is I couldn’t know

How would I know

if no one taught me

helped me

told me

So what was once tangible

Something I was on the cusp of

Should have

Done

Was now something impossible

Intangible

Far

Something I couldn’t have done

Which opens up the door for me

To forgive

Myself

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 28

Day 28: “Growth”

If you told me a year ago that I’d be able to listen to myself

And take care of myself

Without thinking about it

Second nature

I’d say you’re crazy

My impulse was always to take care of others

Mediate

Put myself last

Be a good woman or girl

And leave my needs out of it

But recently I had a breakthrough

I took a moment to myself

I listened

I rested

I did what was best for me

That may sound simple

Obvious

But for me,

That’s huge

Because I didn’t have to convince myself to take a break

I just did what I needed in the moment

It was second nature

I guess therapy really does work