The Brain Cancer Story

    I ran across most accidently a website where a woman posted the eulogy the father gave for her nephew. Eulogy   You may need to scroll down to January 24th. (I still haven't mastered TrackBack).  The father describes how he met the mother when they were in journalism school.  When he asked what she wanted after graduation, she said, "To be a mommy."

    People have romantic ideas about how people enter marriage.  Sometimes it's more like a joint venture between people headed in the same direction, and the couple crafts a deal or partnership that meets both needs. In this couple's case, from what I gleaned from this endearing eulogy, the  discussions about the decision to marry centered around having this child. A child who lived until age 16 when he died of aggressive brain cancer.

    Sometimes in traveling around the blogesphere, you can stumble into amazingly raw and lovely stories.   This simple blog contains a tear-jerker.   

    Stories have been greatly denied to us as a culture.  We get fatuous ones from Hollywood often.  I don't know if the average person knows how to tell a story.  I like to think of myself as well read and I don't really know how to tell a good story. 

    If I had a gift to give the world, it would be for us all to tell each other really good stories this year.  The world needs it.  Some say the story is the best way to lead and educate.  Others have said a story can cure.  I think stories can connect us and close the distance we perceive ourselves having from one another.