This is something I wrote a few weeks ago in my writing journal. The prompt reads: Write a short piece using the following line from Woolf´s To the Lighthouse for inspiration: ¨Little Daily Miracles¨
Alarm goes off
Make the least offensive ring tone STOP
Check weather app, 2 emails and rustle up the energy to get out of bed
Open the closet to select one of my outfits
I still fit in my clothes; some tight yet they still fit.
Lucky to have a profession that isn´t a slave to fashion
I can wear my sneakers today if I like, with dress pants
In front of the bathroom mirror, I start the ritural
Enjoy doing the facial lotions, the make-up
Mascara for $2.99 at Marshall´s looks good, one stroke tops and bottoms
Shuffle to the kitchen, turn on the light
A new day dawns
Itś quiet; itś peaceful.
Move along, I have a place to go
Despite the constant hustle, here I am needed; I am capable.
I am surrounded by children who mostly smile and enjoy life.
Yes, I glimpe out the window to the wonders of the natural world and wish
I could throw on my coat and get some fresh air.
But the day can end at 4; it doesn´t, but it could.
I get in my 200,000 plus mile Subaru. Itś got gas, the parts are mostly new
And I have myself a nice commute, no traffic, no lights
Everyday brings new adventures and challenges. Still love teaching
I look forward to returning to quiet evenings at home
Where I can layer the covers in winter
Lean on my backrest, maybe read a few chapters before the melatonin sets in.
Little Daily Miracles.