Sunday, March 6, 2011

Telling Stories

    Story, an account or recital of an event or series of events, either true or fictitious.

On any given day we tell more stories than we can count. From talking about the person that cuts us off on our drive to work, to recounting how we accidentally pocket dialed an emergency number, we are always telling stories. More often than not we embellish and add flair because of course what's the fun if the story doesn't have a little adventure and suspense. For some people telling a story is a way of being the center of attention, for others it might be a way of expressing their creativity, and for others, myself included it is a way of storing those little moments in time that we would like to hold onto forever. It is a way of saving memories. Memories are the moments we treasure and stories are the way we share. This is my story. This is where it all begins.
  
      When my friends and I get together we do very little in the way of being productive. There is Dave, the ring leader. He always comes up with the great ideas. And usually MC's all of our arguments, well let's call them what they are - friendly discussions. Then there's Carl. The get up and do guy. He can't sit still for long and tries to motivate everyone else to pick an activity but most of the time he's not very successful. Because we have our serial indecisive duo, my two best friends, who just happen to be polar opposites yet so much alike. On the one hand we have Rachel, a girl who has had a lifelong love affair with pink, likes comfy slippers and heels a contradiction in itself and is most happy with a cup of tea and her knitting. And we have Holly, the girl who wanted to make snow angels with the boys in the dead of winter, is surgically attached to a soccer ball and cannot function without a blood coffee level of anything less than .08 on an okay day. Then there is me, Emily. The one with a mothering personality who tries to keep everyone grounded when let's be honest most days I don't have it all together myself. These are the people I love and without them I would not have the stories I do.

2 comments:

  1. serial indecisive duo? interesting...haha i love this, girl! i'm looking forward to see what you have to share!

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