Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life — well, valuable, but small — and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven’t been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around? I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.

— Kathleen Kelly, from You’ve Got Mail

I’ve often identified with Kathleen when she writes to Joe about what she calls “a small life.” Looking at the past some-odd years since my college graduation, I believe I’ve led a small life too; a valuable one, but small all the same. I’ve been working the same office job for five years — the reality of which makes me cringe every time I think about it. I’ve seen very little of the world outside my comfortable circle. I had believed that by now I’d have a novel or two written and polished for publication, but I don’t. All in all, not exactly impressive. But I ought remind myself that how large my life is isn’t necessarily defined by accomplishments, or the number of stamps on your passport. And anyway, it’s not really about size. It’s about quality: whether or not I’m leading a productive life, a good life, a full life, a life lived in a manner that is worthy of Christ and His gospel.

Looking back at this weekend — and week — I may not be able to say that I went anywhere enviously cool, or did something particularly thrilling. In fact, I stuck close to my apartment. But there was some good memories formed, not excluding bonding with housemate over Pottermore, which I just got into but OMG SO MUCH FUN U GUYS HUFFLEPUFF REPRESENT. It’s been a quiet few days, but full and productive; warm too, surrounded by people whom I can genuinely call friends. Count my blessings.

P. S. — I totally wanted to call this new column “The Weekend Edition,” but was dissuaded when I remembered that there’s an NPR program by the same name. (Didn’t want to be a copycat, much less accused of copyright infringement.) Ah well.


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