The Context: Both Jill Lepore and Elizabeth Trist embark on journeys that change the course of their lives throughout various points. Two different women, on two completely different kinds of adventures, but adventures nonetheless. In these stories, these women change. Change is the essential element of storytelling.
My personal story reflects change of a different kind, as you will see throughout my writing. I am in a constant state of change, yet my heart remains firm, conscious, and comitted to the path I’ve chosen. The key is to having a light to illuminate that path. Through writing, we can grant ourselves a torch of sorts to reflect on where we’ve been, where we’re going, and where we are.
When I was young, I was a happy child. Serenity and peace made their way into my heart. I had a happy home and happy family. A dream from the reality. I’d dream of wandering, exploring the world. In those trees and woods and forests, I’d find streams, rivers, and fields. Beautiful, wide, open fields. There she stood, in the midst of tall blonde grass, in her pretty black dress with red roses adorned. She’d spin around and I’d smile. We’d explore together. Adventuring and seeing the world, seeing life. I’d have this dream for years and years. Sometimes, a new part would be added. The original part remained the same. She is the love of my life.