Tuesday, August 18, 2009

But Why?

I want to know. I have always wanted to know.

Why can't I see all the stars in the sky? Where do the birds go when it rains? How do I draw a box so it doesn't look flat on the page? Why can't I climb onto our roof? Who decided dogs should bark and cows should moo? Why do storms bring thunder? How does a photo get into my camera? What would clouds feel like if you could hold them? What makes honey sticky, lemons bitter and sugar sweet? Do owls have eyelashes? How do planes stay up in the sky? Why does my sister have curls and I have straight hair? How did the picture get into our T.V? Why do books have to end? And my favourite question when I was little, why is it bedtime?

Now I am older, I still want to know. What I want to know has changed somewhat. But I still have to ask. Where does gentle live? How many days do I have left to kiss my sons? Will I ever know all there is to know about my husband? Does love really get better after 50? Will I find beautiful when I look in the mirror one day? Will enough ever be good enough? Why do children have to grow up? When are they ever going to grow up? Is happy moving into my heart on a permanent basis? Why do men find their farts funny? Will my book ever be published? What's up with my chihuahua obsession? How much longer before I feel like a whole person? Can anger be embraced and not be destructive?
I still want to know if I will ever be able to see all the stars in the night sky and no, I can't believe it is bed time yet.

A woman I admire told me once that she likes questions because without them there would be no answers. And she asks the best questions of all. What does the pain look like? What do you not want to talk about? What would anger say if it could speak?

I started writing because someone asked me what I would do if I knew I wouldn't fail.

What about you?
Ever wondered Why? What? How come? What questions have rocked your world? What questions have shaped your writing or transformed who you are?

Who do you ask? What do you want to know?


  1. I have soooo many questions, and I would love the answers NOW for but sadly I am having to wait for some of my questions. One of my questions was answer about 3mths ago. Praise God, God is with me and even if he doesn't give me the answers I am looking for he gives me the peace to keep going.

  2. I must admit I am very bad at the waiting thing. When I want to know why, I want to know why right now. If I ask how come, there had better be a good reason, and if I ask which one, what, where or how I really except to find out. I always say, 'God when I get up there I am goin ask you why." Yeah, I'm sure He's shaking in His boots!
    I am learning that some questions are worth waiting for the answer and that some questions can just be questions that don't need answers.
    Thanks for the comments Shell. May God give you the peace to keep going yet :)

  3. Sometimes I am afraid of the questions and what they bring along. I want to silence them and that is just stupid of me. But it happens.

  4. I don't think that sounds stupid at all Lori. Questions have been know to cause me shakes and shivers too.

  5. What great questions. One of mine would be, what will my children be like when they're my age? I'd so like to be around to see, but know I won't.

    Straight From Hel

  6. Great post. As far as writing goes, I asked myself one day "What do YOU want to do with your life?" and the only answer that popped up (after 'family' and I've established that) was ...write. As a wife and mother, you spend all your time taking care of everyone else, it's hard to remember to take care of yourself. When your kids are small, your life revolves around them, their schedule. I had to sit back and think, what is going to be there for me, when they grow up? What do I want to do with my time when they go school? Who do I want to be? All those things pointed to writing. To being an author.

    I sat down, and I jotted a few ideas in a notebook and got started. And I don't think I'll ever stop.

  7. Hello Tabitha,
    This is such a wonderful,thought-provoking post. My memoir came about as a result of my asking, "How could this happen to me?" when I lost custody of my then four-year-old son. Now my question is, how can I use the pain I've experienced in my life to help others? It's why I write what I write.
    Thank you so much for your kind words on my blog today. It was a very difficult post to write.

  8. We'll we have that in common, I started writing my first novel when someone asked what I would do if I failure was not an option. ;)

  9. I started writing because someone asked me what I would do if I knew I wouldn't fail.

    Goosebumps. So true. Thanks for commenting at my blog. :)

  10. I have a ton of questions. I'm still searching for the answers.

  11. I have a ton of questions, most about God. Most probably will never be answered while I'm on this earth, so I'm saving them!

    I think it's great we live in a time where a lot of the questions we have can be answered by Google. Just go to the web and search and someone, somewhere has posted an answer.

  12. Oh my goodness what a fascinating post. It has made me contemplate a lot of things in the three minutes I took to read it.

    I'd like to answer one of your questions, Tabitha: Yes, anger can be embraced and not destructive. This is a lovely fact I'm learning for myself. :)

    Ask as many questions as you can because the answer will always come and make you a better person.

  13. Hi, Tabitha. I left something for you on my blog. Check it out.

    Lynnette Labelle

  14. Oh my goodness. It is like you came over, opened my journal and started transcribing. In my blog I act all cool as the proverbial cucumber sometimes but questions are the norm for me. Any of these and many more! The one & only one I can actually answer here is how to draw a box that looks lifelike. As an interior design student it was one of the very first things we learned. Its all about the vanishing point. Thought provoking post.

  15. Wow, that's very deep Tab. I love the last line, What would I do if I knew I wouldn't fail? That one gets to me because the times in my life when I caught the stars I was aiming for all came about when I just knew I could, knew I wouldn't fail. And what's the difference between knowing you can and knowing you can't? Just what you choose to believe, that's all.

  16. Helen, great question! Now I want to know that one too.

    L.J. good for you. Thanks for tracking me down on facebook. I guess I can answer that I want to spend my life writing, I am just not sure what that actually looks like. What kind of writing, for who, why etc

    Karen, I like your views on using the pain. Sometimes I wonder if my writing will help anyone, or if it is even meant to be out there. I want those questions answered too. :)

    T. Anne, wow. Sounds like we were nearly asked the same question. Don't you wish failure was really not an option? :)

    Kristen, you too? Who are these people asking us writers the same questions? :) LOL

    Lazy writer- tons and tons... and yep, still searching too.

    Steph- I wish God ran google and it was just that easy to get an answer!

  17. thank you 'time is running away.' I suspect you are right :) I like you thoughts on questions.

    Wendy, so true, so true. The difference is always in our head hey. Thanks for the comment.

  18. thank lynette, you made my day. I will pick up the award and post accordingly.

  19. Jenn, thanks:) I did finally learn how to draw that box. I was six when I asked my mother to show me. And I have been drawing ever since. I also love to paint and sculpt, though I don't think I could do what you do :)

  20. I think it's great to want to know! To ask questions. I think it's sad when people stop asking questions, either because they think they know it all or because they've lost that basic spark of curiosity.

  21. Thanks Tabitha for the award! I LOVE questions, I used to lie awake at night as a kid and wonder. There is only one bad question - the one that goes unasked. One of my questions I have yet to answer: "What do I want to be when I grow up?" I've always said I would gladly spend the rest of my life going to school - there is SOOOOO much to know. Great post!