“Things Were Simpler Then… You Ask Exactly When”

standing in the winter night
emptying the garbage and looking at the stars
you realize that although the odds are fantastically against you
when that single January shooting star
flung its wad in the maw of night
it was yours
-Chuck Miller in “In Celebration of Surviving

Tanita shared this poem earlier in the week, and it hit me the way anything about surviving does. I am not consistently great at living, but I am excellent at surviving. Anyone who knows me well will tell you I can handle anything, and I am pretty sure I can. Most of the time.

In this poem, I love the moment Miller captures with the star–that moment when you think I own this. I can, and I will.

Sometimes I think what I want is a life of ease, to be able to sit on the couch with my blanket and the cats and spend long hours reading a book. And I need that part of the day, but I also have a deep need to stretch, to try to do things I’m not completely sure I can do. In the marketing class I’m taking, we talk a lot about the importance of having audacious goals, and that is important to me. I find there is as much joy and hope in deciding to try for something crazy as there is in achieving it.

Today I am celebrating my audacious goals.

I can. I will.

Thanks, Tanita.

And thanks to my dad, too. He knows why.

The Poetry Friday roundup’s at A Teaching Life today.


  1. Posted January 13, 2012 at 9:37 pm | Permalink

    Love this. ♥

  2. olivia
    Posted January 17, 2012 at 8:36 am | Permalink

    which blanket on the couch? ;)

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