Open for Interpretation

The other day I shared a story with someone. I left out a functional detail. Something minute that had no influence on the point of the story. But the person already put how he views the world into the story as it was being told, and he got part of it confused. So we had to back track to get the point of the story across, and in backtracking, I added aforementioned detail. The immediate response was “ I never would have thought that this is what it was if you hadn’t told me.” Never mind that, again, it had no influence on the point of the story.

“So why didn’t you tell me about this [functional detail}?” was the question posed.

Because the story is, was, always has been open for interpretation. As is the story of our life. Functional details have no influence of the point of each of our stories. Yes, they add different colors and flavors. They change the background and the environment. They change the people and things playing part in the story. And they change the season and the time. But never the point of the story. The point of YOUR story.

I think when I was younger, I had a time where I wanted to know all the functional details. I NEEDED to know how the story goes. I was looking for a plot line to follow and I was most surely looking for that happy ending.

Not anymore.

How much more beautiful is it to watch Life unfold itself in front of you. Going with the flow. Like a river taking its course back to the ocean. Changes in scenery and seasons. Changes in inhabitants of the river as it carves through different lands. Changes of speed as the course may redirect over rougher or smoother terrain. Until you arrive. Back at where it once all began.