It is easy to forget that no matter how interesting or disinteresting someone may be, we all have our stories.
Stories that may define who we are, why we are f***ed up in a certain way, why we are strong believers in something.
An important thing to always remember, “Why is my story important?”
Truthfully, I really enjoy thinking about this topic because I believe too many people are silenced in their own ways.
Even though I can dive really deep into the depths of how deep telling your story can get, I am going to keep it on the lighter side for the purpose of this blog post. But, do not let that keep you from reflecting while pondering your own stories.
If you want to dive deep, then take off your floaties and explore your thoughts.
I recently played some pool with some new friends. The joke was that my boyfriend was bringing in some sort of secret pro. I am by no means a pro at pool, but I do know how to play and enjoy it.
Anyway, my point. Playing pool takes me back to the first town I lived in. Buffalo, Kansas. In my childhood, it was a fun place to grow up because it was so small, you could practically get away with anything.
One of the cafes’, well, let’s be honest- the only café was called “Drake’s Place.” It was a converted home that was the type of diner that served your favorite greasy bar food. I was not a stranger here.
My biological father would take me to get chicken strips and fries and taught me the game of pool while the standing jukebox played country’s greatest hits. This was the early 2000s’ so it was only the best stuff of Mr. Alan Jackson, Shania Twain, Faith Hill, Tim, the list goes on.
Maybe it was his way of being able to drink and feel like an adult while still being around us. Who knows, but those were good nights.
As a small town, country kid, nights like that were just what we did. I remember the hunger I had to beat him at his own game.
Moments like that make me grateful that I have a good memory. Even though it is such a simple memory- it was a happy one.
It is important to tell parts of your life-your story- because that is the best way to connect as humans.
When someone is telling you a story or is reminiscing, listen. Listening shows respect and allows you to see where a person has been at a time that you maybe did not know them.
Your story, your stories matter. What you have gone through in your life and the moments you have experienced, mean something.
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Danae Decker 