I really love the movie You’ve Got Mail. It’s one of those that I will record every time it is own and watch it again and again.
Meg Ryan’s character, writing to a person she only knows through the Internet, says [in an email to Joe Fox], “The odd thing about this form of communication is that you’re more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.”
Tomorrow is the final day of my 366-day writing challenge, and I’ve been reflecting a lot on the nothings I have shared. Some posts, a handful or two I think, actually hit the mark i had in my mind. I won’t reread them before saying that for fear that I’m just misremembering with rose-colored glasses.
Many more, too many I fear, simply hit the mark of “that will do for today.” Others don’t even tell half the story.
Some, when I read them now, bring hot tears to my eyes and a lump to my throat, they are things read through a new lens. Others capture moments of struggle with things like fear that I continue to face.
My point — if I have one — is that my journey has been just that, sometimes meandering, sometimes clicking along at the speed limit, hopefully getting somewhere other than “just another year older and deeper in debt,” as Tennessee Ernie Ford used to sing.
All of this nothing has meant a lot to me, and I am so thankful that you’ve been with me on this journey.