A Safe Kind of Life


Once upon a time there was a girl named Rachel. She lived a simple life as the daughter of a bus driver and a secretary in a middle-class neighborhood. She had friends. She was relatively content.

One day, her fairy godmother showed up in a shower of sparks and gave her a great quest. “You are destined for great things, young Rachel,” said the fairy godmother.

“Wow, that’s really cool,” Rachel replied. “But it looks terribly hard. I don’t think I’m good enough to do it.”

“Oh, but I can help you!” said the fairy godmother.

“Um, no thanks,” Rachel said. And she went back to her math homework.

“Well, I can’t force you then,” said the fairy godmother, and disappeared.

Rachel went on to live an average, safe life in a middle-class neighborhood. She had a family. She was relatively content. She never lost the nagging feeling that she was supposed to do more with her life. She felt kind of bad for not doing it, and always wondered how her life might have been different if she had accepted the quest.

She died in a nursing home at the age of 93, in a puddle of her own urine, surrounded by other catatonic old people who couldn’t remember her name. It was kind of sad.

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Craig lives in Calgary, Alberta.
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4 Responses to A Safe Kind of Life

  1. Kate says:

    Oh. Ok. Well that sums that up then…

    • Craig says:

      Kate, may I ask how you felt about the story? I was trying to read between the lines on your comment but there are too many ways to take it. Feel free to be honest.

      • Kate says:

        Well I thought it was a funny story because of the somewhat abrupt ending. My comment was meant to convey my humor but it didn’t seem to translate very well across the internet. But coming away from the story as a whole, I would say it’s a good translation of how a lot of people ignore their purpose in life. I certainly hope I don’t die alone in a nursing home because I didn’t go on any adventures or form any lasting relationships. I really did think the story summed it up.

      • Craig says:

        Thank you, Kate! 🙂

        The story kind of sums up my own fears of never being significant. It was sort of a warning to myself (and anyone else like me) who feels like it’s time to get out there and do more with this life. And I like funny stories. So I’m glad you got it. Thanks!

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