Rewrite Your Story
I remember her sitting on the couch, telling her story. My mom was listening, nodding her head and taking it in. This woman had a tough life and she recounted stories of abuse, of hurt, of neglect. My presence barely registered as she poured out her pain. Only a few, carefully chosen questions, that was all it took from mom. Like a skilled surgeon piercing infected skin, she used a question like a scalpel, surgically timed and designed to alleviate pain.
“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.” -Shakespeare
It’s funny how I can recall the room so clearly now: the curtains and wallpaper in the room, the sofas, the layout, the piano nestled in the corner. It’s all etched in my memory. Also etched in my memory is the story. It was different from others, sure, but in so many ways it was the same.
My family took people in; mostly people in trouble; people in need; people with histories, pain, and shame. Though we were not the wealthiest in the world, there was always room for one more at the table. Some came for a single meal while others would stay for years.
As I listened to the particulars of this woman’s story, I felt for her. You couldn’t help but be affected as you heard the details.
I learned some lessons:
- Pain can be used as a powerful force for good.
- We don’t have to keep re-reading that chapter.
- We can turn the page.
- We can welcome new characters, new narratives, and new opportunities.
- We can write the ending.
- We can create a story worth living, one that can inspire others.
“Your life’s best chapters are ahead of you. Turn the page with great expectation.” -Skip Prichard
You say, “Skip, I didn’t have that kind of life. I didn’t have abuse or pain. Life was normal.”