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My Favorite Story

It's been incredibly hard for me to narrow down my favorite story for this week's therealljidol entry. I've been reading and writing for as long as I can remember. I grew up devouring books and writing my own. It was something I did for fun, until second grade, when Mrs. Moore told me I had talent and helped me get my first story published. Then it became a way of life. That one story stands out in my memory, but, like most authors with their earliest work, I can hardly claim it's my favorite.

I have my fandoms and all that makes me squee, but those are fluffy fun. I feel a person's favorite story tells a lot about who they are on a soul-level, so which, out of all of them, could possibly be my very favorite?

Of course we have our family stories that get passed down, which always warmed my heart and made me laugh. Grandma came from cotton fields, was a riveter in the War, and sang a bit on the radio; Uncle Ron, who was hit by not one, but two trains; Uncle Pat and Uncle Mike burning down the old family home and losing their eyebrows in the process (yet the whole town pretended not to know it was them, since everyone knew Grandma and Papa couldn't afford to do anything with it). I remember my mom's stories of her youth in the Seventies, which served to keep me fairly straight edge up until I lived on my own. The story of how mom's channeling started is still one of my favorites, but that's already been told here.

Then there are the stories of my new family. My family. There's the story of how Josh and I accidentally became a family without either of us realizing what was happening (we were roommates – and then somewhere along the way, it just changed). My birth stories are definitely some of my favorites, but I've also already told both of those here. There's my wedding story, which was horribly disappointing, but one of the most true and powerful memories of my life. That's too private for this, I think. It's available on my friends list, if you're interested. My recent trips to Strawberry Fields is something I waited for my whole life, and I have yet to tell you here. It was one of the most energetically powerful things that's happened to me. But, still, none of these offer themselves up as the Ultimate Awesome One.

I've been racking my brain all week long. I nearly took a Bye over this, until I realized that it keeps coming back to the same story.

I usually tell the bedtime stories to my kids: we've been reading through the Little House books, I give dramatic retellings of childhood fairy tales (that means I like to add random craziness in, telling it in a slightly different way each time), and I often create personalized fairy tales that center around Princess Eden and Princess Ivy overcoming some obstacle and learning an important lesson. In August, when we 'started kindergarten', I tried something new with my girls. I gave each of them the opportunity to tell the bedtime story. Now, I don't like playing favorites over my kids, but Ivy's really impressed me. Eden told an awesome tale of saving the kingdom from an evil witch, and I thought it was a delightful story with some pretty good tension building. But I think I expected less of Ivy, since she was just shy of three, and her story made a warm fuzzy place in my heart that has only grown since.

Once upon a time, she told us, there was a little princess named Ivy. Princess Ivy went to the Faerie Tree, so she could go to Faerie World where everything is magic and pretty. She saw lots of faeries, but she was there for Mommy. She went up the big mountain, looking for flowers for Mom. Magic flowers. She found them and picked them, but they're magic so they won't die. She brought them home to Mom, and they were pretty, and then she gave her a kiss. The End.

Yeah, that one's definitely my favorite.


( 25 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 19th, 2008 07:36 pm (UTC)
Aw! How adorable! :D
Dec. 19th, 2008 08:08 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I was very touched by it.
Dec. 19th, 2008 07:46 pm (UTC)
Awe.. that is sooooooooo precious! :)
Dec. 19th, 2008 08:10 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I'm glad you think so. Of course, I came away thinking she's a little prodigy. :)
Dec. 19th, 2008 08:23 pm (UTC)
That rocks so hard. I get all teary-eyed at stuff like that. Jimi's first written story was along the lines of "I like spring because butterflies fly from flowers, cats hav kittens and mommys hav babies". it was right after her sister was born.

I'm glad you posted this and didn't take a bye.
Dec. 19th, 2008 08:54 pm (UTC)
Why thank you! Jimi's first story is awesome. How old was she?

Eden did her NaNo novel she'd planned, but she got fed up with trying to write the words and just started writing random letters. She's still young, yet. But the story was told quite well in pictures!

I'm glad I got it in, too, although I don't think it's my best post. Hopefully I'll manage to muscle through another week though.
Dec. 19th, 2008 09:09 pm (UTC)
Oh I love this! Great take on the topic. : )
Dec. 19th, 2008 09:24 pm (UTC)
Thanks, I'm glad you liked it!
Dec. 20th, 2008 01:48 am (UTC)
Aw, I get warm fuzzies from Ivy's story, too. Thanks for sharing it with us!
Dec. 20th, 2008 01:52 am (UTC)
My pleasure! I'm glad you liked it.
Dec. 20th, 2008 02:10 am (UTC)
Aww, how adorable.
Dec. 20th, 2008 02:14 am (UTC)
I lucked out in the kid department.
Dec. 20th, 2008 03:07 am (UTC)
Awwww! Totally adorable!
Dec. 20th, 2008 03:10 am (UTC)
Thank you! Ivy was a late talker, but when she picked it up, she nailed it on the head.
Dec. 20th, 2008 03:12 am (UTC)
She sounds really cute!
Dec. 20th, 2008 03:24 am (UTC)
HUGS! I wish my parents, if they did I don't remember, had read a lot more stories as a child. I remember the dramatic play my sister and I did of the night before christmas, and did a small production of it to my grandparents when I was a young girl... I think that was fun! My mother also, created a production of the three little pigs, to teach me skills of how to blow *my motor skills were very week in my early years of my life*. Great entry.
Dec. 20th, 2008 03:39 am (UTC)
I love doing story time with my girls. We have a lot of fun, although sometimes it gets tiring when they want the SAME ONE over and over and over... I really want to do a play with them. Eden's decided she wants to get into acting, so we should probably make sure she knows how to do that first!
Dec. 20th, 2008 06:47 am (UTC)
With kids, the great stories are infinite! (pets too!) Had I still been in the game, I wouldn't know where to start either...

When my dog bit a repairman in the ass? When my mom sat on the "lost" Hershey bar in the hot car while wearing white shorts? When my brother, at age 5, took a very close-up flash pic of my dad asleep on the couch and how Dad flew through the air at my brother thinking there was a "Goddamn bomb drop or something"? When mystery, killer rock bass, Mr. Big Toe, kept nibbling at my foot in the lake, and nobody would believe me until my brother in law also got nipped at too?
Dec. 20th, 2008 11:51 am (UTC)
I hadn't thought of pet stories. Oddly enough, I don't think I have all that many fantastic ones. Hm. I need a cooler dog.
Dec. 21st, 2008 01:44 am (UTC)
Aww, so sweet! =D
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Dec. 23rd, 2008 03:36 am (UTC)
I hope you enjoyed it!
Dec. 23rd, 2008 05:00 am (UTC)
Our lives are made up of countless stores, each responsible for defining a little bit of who we are.

Nice entry!
Dec. 23rd, 2008 05:29 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
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