My Verbally Abusive Marriage

Tomatobaby’s post reminded me of a site I’d found a couple of weeks ago called Six Word Memoirs. The idea is to define yourself in six words. Tomatobaby was a step ahead because her tag line is “To smile To create To thrive.”

My latest memoir reads “I love who I am becoming.”

My other one reads “Thought love meant pain. Was wrong.”

When Marc returns to a normal school day schedule, my memoir may be “Got Kids on Bus Now Write!”

But I think my only “true” memoir is the one I came up with today. I have always loved “becoming.” When I was a little girl, I loved becoming a tree climber. When I was a teenager I loved becoming an artist. When I was in my twenties, I loved becoming a mother. Around 30, I loved becoming a woman.

Now, at 38, I don’t know for sure what I am becoming, but I know I am enjoying the process. I am enjoying becoming with all its hazards, failures, unexpected joys and successes. I love that I may not see what I’ve become for another 5 years when I’m already working on becoming something else.

All in all, I love my life with all of the successes and failures, blind spots and divine interventions. I really love the successes and divine interventions, but the failures and blind spots are learning experiences and without them, I wouldn’t have become who I am right now, at this moment.

“I am right now this moment.” There’s another six-worder.

What is your six word memoir?

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