The stories that have meant the most to me growing up were usually tales
of ordinary folks facing extraordinary circumstances. They faced their
fears when what was frightful was fantastically frightful.
Now I face
ordinary circumstances with extraordinary fears. Ordinary life is
strenuous and anxiety-producing and difficult in ways that feel like
fighting giants and dragons and climbing mountains but look like going
to the store or making a phone call.
Still, the heroism in those stories
helps me believe that maybe just maybe I can face the everyday
monstrosities with the courage of an adventurer.
Real adult life is
turning out very differently than I thought it would when I was a kid,
but that doesn’t mean I am any less equipped by the morality, ingenuity,
and bravery of those fictional heroes to face my real challenges and
trials.
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