The first week of a new school semester involves a lot of get-to-know-you ice breakers. In my human development class (we’ll be studying young adulthood through end of life), my professor led the class of 30 students through an exercise where we essentially shared our life stories in pairs. I’ve done similar exercises in the past, but it’s been a while. On previous occasions, I’ve had some advance notice to prepare my thoughts, so it was interesting to see what emerged in this spontaneous retelling of my life story.
If it’s true that we gain something from telling our stories (and I believe it is), then we gain even more by retelling our stories. It is good to retell our stories to others, but maybe even more important to do this with ourselves.