I peered through the no-longer-existing wire fence,
looked beyond the tall weeds and grass
to the farmhouse that was beginning to tilt
and thought “What stories that building could tell!”

Like … tales of a long-ago time
when it stood tall and erect providing shelter for residents
and a wonderful space in the attic for children to play.
Like … stories its residents told as they shared, laughed
cried and consoled one another

But that was long ago.
Now the farmhouse is getting old and before long
it will be a relic.
As we, who begin to tilt to one side,
will someday be a relic.
Let us not wait until it is too late to share our stories.
We all have them.
Let us ask our elders to tell us their stories.
They won’t always be with us to tell their stories.Let us record our stories in a Journal.
Speak our story into a recording device.
Talk about our “good old – and not so good – old days”
so that after we wither and tilt and have moved on
to-whatever-comes-next
our loved ones will know us in a deeper way
than they now do.
What are our stories?
How to begin?Begin at the beginning
– what are our childhood memories?
– who was our favourite teacher and why?
– when did we have our first kiss?
– where did we go on our first trip?
– when have we felt vulnerable?
– what was our first paid job?
– who challenged us in life?
– how do we feel about the still-controversial subjects
capital punishment, abortion, euthanasia, same sex marriage?
– when did we first vote – why – for whom?
– when have we felt affirmed?
– who is our best friend – why?
– how did we feel when we first experienced death
… of a pet, death of a loved one, death of a friend?
– did we “deal” with the death or ignore it?
– what were our hopes and dreams when we were younger?
– what are our wishes for our final days?
– how do we want to be remembered by our loved ones, friends?

The questions are endless.
Like good questions, they lead to more questions.
More self-discovery too.

Let us tell our stories about our experiences, learnings, adventures, discoveries
so that those left behind when we die
will not berate themselves with questions
they wish they’d asked us when we were alive.

Aging, tilting, relic we may be becoming,
but we have stories to tell!
Let’s tell them.

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