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Why It Matters

Why It Matters

A few weeks ago I had an intriguing discussion with my father-in-law about the movie La La Land. I was telling him how I loved the movie, despite the sad ending, and he said that this was a perspective he couldn’t understand. “There’s enough sadness in the real world that I don’t want it in my movies too,” he told me. “Why would you watch something that left you feeling sad at the end?”

His question, though meant rhetorically, has stuck with me. Why DO I watch movies (or TV shows or read books) that leave me feeling sad? And for that matter, why do I—why do we—engage with any stories at all?

I’ve had a pretty severe case of writer’s block lately. It’s not for a lack of words (we all know I have plenty of those), or even a shortage of topics to explore. No, my block stems from my own insecurities: I’ve been plagued by the nagging feeling that none of it matters. Why would anything I write hold meaning for anyone else? What do I have to say that hasn’t already been said—more articulately, and by someone with more credentials, better ideas, a superior sense of humor. . . ?

It was with these thoughts swirling in the back of my mind that I returned to Tom’s inquiry about the purpose of story. It’s a big question, one that extends all the way back to the very first storytellers and possibly to the beginning of mankind. And it’s a question with as many answers as there are stories and even individuals who read/watch/listen to/consume them. Stories exist to teach us something, about the world and about ourselves. They exist to entertain. They exist to help us make meaning out of the universe and our place in it. They exist to help us feel connected. They exist to keep us from feeling alone.

As humans we are wired for connection and community. This intrinsic desire is at the root of nearly every relationship and, to some extent, every conversation. Ideally this community is found through flesh-and-blood interactions, through sidewalk chats with our neighbors, through coffee dates with lifelong friends, through mealtime conversations over the family dinner table. But community (or at least a semblance of one) can be found in other ways too. Our search for connection explains the existence of social media, fan clubs, sports affiliations. . . . And, I believe, it is one of the primary reasons that we are drawn to story.

When we listen to the stories of people in our own lives, it helps us to understand and feel connected to them. Bonds are formed, community is established and then solidified. When we experience second-hand the stories of strangers, even fictional ones, it also helps us feel connected—not necessarily to the subject of the story or even to the storyteller, but to ourselves, our emotions, our experiences. The stories provide a vehicle through which we come to understand our own existence, thereby helping us to feel connected to ourselves and to everyone else.

My principal role as a blogger is to tell stories, specifically my own. My story might not be the most exotic or the most inspirational. And sharing it may sometimes make me feel uncomfortable or even vain. But I know that the act of sharing my story helps me to feel connected to my readers and to the world at large. My hope is that reading my story will help you feel connected too—not just to me, but also to your own story, your own experience, your own community, and maybe to God. Perhaps it will even inspire you to share pieces of your story, too.

Our lives were not meant to be lived in isolation, nor are our stories intended to be kept to ourselves. THAT is why I share my own story, and why I eagerly open my eyes and ears and heart up to the stories of others. Because I’m fighting to believe (and am nearly convinced) that it does matter. Maybe more than any of us will ever know.

Perfectionism Strikes Again: Messy Toddlers, the Enneagram, and a Trip to Costco That Sent Me Into the Arms of God

Perfectionism Strikes Again: Messy Toddlers, the Enneagram, and a Trip to Costco That Sent Me Into the Arms of God

I was walking through Costco last week when I saw her: she was impeccably dressed, in a fitted pencil skirt and ironed blouse more suited to a day in the office than a morning spent running errands. The items in her cart were neatly stacked, each one strategically placed to make room for all of… Continue Reading

#momlife

#momlife

Every mother can attest to the momentousness of one’s first full calendar year as a parent. It’s incredible how a tiny little person can transform our world, adding weight and meaning to holidays and events that might previously have gone underappreciated or even unnoticed. So many firsts! So much that is new! With milestones and… Continue Reading

Quotable // from Ann Voskamp

Quotable // from Ann Voskamp

“Life is pain—and you get to choose: either the pain of discipline or the pain of disappointment.” ~ Ann Voskamp For more of Ann’s thoughts on pushing through perfectionism to conquer procrastination, check out this awesome post. Then get ready to be inspired to do hard things in the coming year! Continue Reading

The Big Magic of Little Things

The Big Magic of Little Things

We’re less than two weeks into 2016, but last December has already become a distant memory. Like nearly every family in my personal circles, ours kicked off the new year with a bout of sickness: first Luke was hit, then me, and now poor Charlie is down for the count. Between the frenzy of the… Continue Reading

“You are my child. I love you.”

“You are my child. I love you.”

Last week in my MOPS group, one of the other women commented on how there’s nothing like becoming a parent to evoke feelings of self doubt. I felt comforted to hear my own thoughts echoed by another mom (especially from this particular mom, who also happens to be a pediatrician—it’s nice to know that even… Continue Reading

What I Learned in June {2015}

What I Learned in June {2015}

School may be out for the summer, but the learning is still going strong over here in my little corner of the world. In no particular order, here are some of the things—big and small—that I’ve learned this month. I had assumed the prevalence of real estate apps like Zillow and Trulia rendered real estate… Continue Reading