Celebrate Ordinary

A name

in a textbook

or a face

on a magazine

or the abrasive

luster of 

golden trophies 

define the

fragile skin

of success.

In this current society

to be known

remembered

admired

desired;

is not it all we have ever wanted?

And when the bar perches up so high:

"Alright, step on up"

we try

and try

and try

because that is what

is expected,

to be the best.

What we were not told

as a young child

is that

not everyone 

can claim

to be

the best

and not everyone

is able

to meet

lofty expectations.

But what if

the successes you celebrate

are not inclusive to

winning a Nobel prize

or watching your name

roll across the credits

on a multi-million dollar

Hollywood blockbuster?

Because there are days

when I feel like I have won the grand prize

just for drinking enough water that day,

for not lazily

tapping the snooze button

in the drowsy morning,

or maybe

for treating myself

to something nice

just because

I decided

to love myself that day.

Average accomplishments

often take more effort

to recognize

than to

perform.

These victories

contain no flaw

for their beauty is simple

and rebuild confidence

in damaged areas

of yourself

that pester your conscience

and drop reminders

in your ears

"But look at what everyone else has done"

But look at what you have done.

You woke up.

You took care of yourself.

You made it through another day.

You have so much ahead of you.

You did it.

That is what I search for

each day.

My ordinary successes

provide reason to celebrate 

every day

every moment,

and to peer

into the future

with childlike eagerness

and anticipate

the accomplishments to come.