If you keep up with Chive Charities, you know that we usually choose to begin these stories at the most natural starting point: when the recipient got sick, when the Veteran lost her best friend overseas, when the First Responder received that life-changing call. The beginning. There is a sense of intrigue in a chronological narrative, a natural flow that pulls the reader forward, begging the question “what’s next?”
In life, though, we have no choice but to let our narratives progress chronologically (since no one has figured out time travel yet). Wouldn’t it be comforting if, for once, we could see the ending of our narrative, the results of our choices, before we reach the final page?