Today, I attended to details of one kind or another.
Sorted through household items to donate;
Returned tools to their rightful spots;
Haggled with an insurance company over an inaccurate bill;
Answered time-sensitive emails;
Cooked;
Tidied;
Worked with a high school student on his Macbeth final exam
Though insignificant in themselves,
these details add up to forward movement
And I, like an inchworm,
purposeful and steady,
nose forward in a positive direction.
Nothing earth-shattering, yet
I feel satisfied,
pleased even.
I made a dent in life today, and
I feel good.
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years.
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