When I saw the link in today's AARP e-newsletter, my first instinct was to pass on by. After all, writing a 'memoir' seems, at least to me, to assume there's something so innately interesting about my life that anyone would actually want to read about it. How presumptuous! How arrogant! How daunting! But my curiosity caused me to click on the link and at least check it out. My college roommate has been encouraging me for oh-so-long (can it really be 40 years since we first met?) to write, to join a writers' group, to get my story/stories out. But that's Maria. She's always been my biggest cheerleader, has always seen positive qualities in me that I've never seen in myself, has always believed in me when I most certainly didn't believe in myself.
So, with Maria in mind, I took a peek, and after reading several entries, found a kinship among the stories I read, so many tales I could personally relate to, I decided to take a leap of faith and join the group. That's the least I could do to repay Maria's faith in me all these years. Not that I'm assuming my life's stories are all that different or interesting or compelling to read, but maybe because the entries I read gave me permission to think they're worthy of being captured even if they're not so unique or riveting. Maybe there's some intrinsic value in capturing my own realities, whether or not anyone chooses to read about them. Any maybe someone could find some comfort in knowing their stories aren't so unique, after all; they're not so 'odd' or alone in their life's experiences.
I do have stories that I want - need, actually - to write about one of these days, but those are less about me, and much more about issues that need to raised for the 'greater good,' so to speak. Ills and injustices I've experienced first-hand that need to be aired in the disinfectant light of day, in the hope that I can spare the next person from having the same awful experiences. But I can justify writing about those things - they're 'worthy' of being written, and read. Yes, there may be some coincidental catharsis in getting those stories out, but that's not the primary motivation. Perhaps joining this group will help me feel more comfortable in writing about my own personal, mundane experiences, for my own benefit, and for no 'higher purpose.' Heck, maybe I'll find that writing about my personal experiences for my own benefit is a 'high-enough' purpose. Hopefully, I won't bore you to death along the way!