Sunday Scribblings #253 Story: I know we’ve had “Bedtime Stories” before, but this is an altogether more grown-up prompt.
Tell us your story.
Tell us a story.
What story matters to you?
What story do you need to hear?
What’s your take on story?
Oh this is a fun prompt! I like to think of my blog as an extended story- something that lays out my life & tells my story through a daily dose of words & pictures. I particularly like Sunday Scribblings because it gives me the opprotunity to tell my store more through words rather than the photos I can take each week. The older I get, the more interested I become in other people’s stories- what made you the way you are? where did you come from? where have you been? where are you going? what do you love? Not only with my friends & family, but I look at people who have their story written in the wrinkles in their face or the burden they are carrying. Everybody has a story & everybody has so much more to them than you see simply by looking at the exterior.
My story in one paragram is that I was born to two divorced parents, a child of the 80′s who was lucky enough to be blessed with two amazing step-parents & a loving grandmother. Hard work & the value of education were instilled in me early as I read hundreds of books & excelled in school. I grew up on the swim team, doing gymnastics, camping, part of the girl scouts, playing volleyball, involved in church & student government, and with a baby brother & sister. My love of math & science led me to pursue an engineering degree & my need for adventure sent me to find that degree at an all-girls school in Georgia, before finishing up at the University of Texas. I moved back home to Houston to work full time as an engineer & be near my family, while navigating the crazy dating world of relationships until I was lucky enough to meet my husband one day. Now, we make our own stories- sharing adventures with friends & exploring the world while building our life together.
I’m not a very good story teller. My husband and my brother are both excellent story tellers who make people laugh with their silly antics. My dad tells stories, but they are just long! I have memories of spending the night at my grandparents house when I was a kid with my cousins from Austin. Their dad would tell us a wonderful story at night as we were going to sleep. I like to read stories, but I’d much prefer a true story over a fictional tale.
GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: Amazingly beautiful day here & we’re going to spend it with friends watching the Superbowl.
