October 10, 2009

Glad it's not my job...

I was thinking about how many experiences exist versus how many events. Take the same event that involved seven people and for the one event there are seven experiences. What started me thinking about it was remembering when my grandfather died. I knew him reasonably well and loved him but I think I focused on the fact that I was watching my mom lose her dad. My mom who obviously knew him much better than I did and had a more complex relationship with him. And my mom who I know much better than I ever knew my grandfather and who I have a more complex relationship with. In telling the story one could then pick any of several viewpoints or angles from which to tell it. A detached third-person omniscient? Or from her viewpoint? Or mine? Or her viewpoint from my perspective? That's when it started hurting my head. But it's interesting how people's experiences are different for the same event. And how their experience leading up to that event help to shape that event...or rather their experience of the event. And how the experience could've been completely different depending on when it happened. Or maybe not. Now my head hurts again.

1 comment:

  1. A mind bender and a great subject. In many ways there are experiences that we can remember being influential at certain moments in our life. I think thats why I hate weddings. One of my first wedding experiences I had suffer an embarassing moment. I couldn't help but just hate wedding after that. It changed my whole perspective. So I see that perhaps at that same wedding someone was having the time of their life and thus love weddings. So to agree with you once more I'll say great topic and now for some Advil.