1. The liberation I felt from my week long hiatus from the Daily Chucks has apparently extended through April. I have something special planned for May; however, so be sure to check that section again on May 1.
2. Check back to the first post…as The Unreliable Narrator, I look for your experiences both as friends who experienced the situations with me, or for your experiences with similar situations…I welcome comments, stories and the like!
Last week in my community group, we wrapped up a study on 2 Timothy with “What is the legacy you want to leave?”
Hmm…that’s a great question. I know that I’ve thought before about wanting to be remembered, but I’m not sure that I’d ever thought about how I wanted to be remembered past “positively.”
Here’s the conundrum…when I think about how I want to be remembered, I think about how I think about myself. Which isn’t good or bad (another conundrum) and which I probably need to think about, but not spend too much time thinking about it (and…another). Basically, I know that I don’t want to be remembered the way I am right now. I’m selfish, lazy, impatient and that doesn’t even touch the aesthetics or thoughts I have about my physical appearance. Do I want to just flat out ask people what they think of me? Sure. Do I want to work toward being the kind of person that will illicit the answer I want? Yep!
To target things, I think I’m going to start looking into mentoring programs…mainly to have a mentor myself. I remember professors or adults throughout college who were great to run thoughts by, or just generally look to for insight, but since I’ve been in Nashville I haven’t had anything outside of a peer level relationship. And I don’t want to be “that girl” that seeks out affirmation from friends all the time. (Eek…but I DO want to be that girl…)
I should’ve had a New Year’s resolution…
So, “why the unreliable narrator?” you ask…Actually, you aren’t asking this. I’m asking myself this in anticipation of a) telling someone about this blog and/or b) someone stumbling across this blog. Here’s the scoop:
I realized that when I shut down my first blog and started a new one, the subject matter, while sometimes going deeper, tended to hover right there at the surface most of the time. In the blog world, this isn’t a bad thing; it’s actually probably safer and less weird than someone just pouring their heart out on the interwebs. I wanted to have a place to go into a little more detail, a place to talk about things that impacted my life…which, in turn, got me thinking…
How reliable am I to talk about things that happen to me? You could side either way: Either I’m ultimately the only person capable to talk about what happens to me or I’m too close to the situation to be able to talk about it with any sort of truth. So, then comes this blog. If, in fact, I do tell people about this, my hope would be that people who I’ve experienced, well, LIFE with, would comment and tell the story from their angle. I’m interested to see how things pan out. I hope it results in some scintillating stories.
Ok. That’s a lie. I just hope it results in some amusing, not lame stories…
The Unreliable Narrator 