Life must be understood backwards; but... it must be lived forward.
Howard Terpning, "The Storyteller"
It is the first part of Kierkegaard's quote that speaks to me. Ronni, who writes a most excellent blog at Time Goes By, triggered the memory of this Kirkegaard wisdom. (Did I first hear it in the movie, "Pay It Forward"?...I don't recall. In fact, I had to Google the phrase to find out who actually penned it.)
As I thought over the email from my friend, it occurred to me (as I suspect she intended) that I wasn't really a "blogger" as much as I was a "storyteller". Blogging just provides me a vehicle to reach a bigger audience.
A bystander once observed Michelangelo as he took a long time retouching every detail of a statue he’d been working on for many days, and asked why he bothered with them. Michelangelo replied; “Trifles make perfection and perfection is no trifle.”
Maybe by retouching my past I can create my own personal piece of art, though perfection is not my goal. It was not my intention to make this blog totally autobiographical, but it has evolved into something more akin to "life writing". I have discovered there is emotional significance in reminiscing; it polishes the past with a patima of forgiveness and brings memory into focus with a vivid jolt.
I once had grand dreams of being a published writer; I suppose you could say I have achieved that aspiration. If for nothing else than to give my own posterity a sense of who great great grandmother "Pattie" was, then this blog has been successful.
And so, in 2007 and my fifth year of blogging, I intend to concentrate more on personal storytelling, be it humorous or tragic. It may not be the stuff great novels are made of, but it will be my story. Though I have no lack of imagination, I have come to realize that writing fiction is not my strength; it is by reaching back to a real life moment and sewing on a a little embellishment that I find enjoyment - a seamstress of memory, if you will.
Now, where did I leave my thimble...?