Our Lives, Our Stories, Six Words
March 18, 2011
Common Roots Cafe
Every Friday, I am blessed to share a table with teenage mothers at a high school in Minneapolis and write about our lives. Inspired by a book titled, “Not Quite What I Was Planning,” this morning we wrote our life stories in six words. Here are our words:
Lifted myself, carried myself, here now. -J.K.
No, I’m not lucky, I’m blessed. -C.B.
My parents taught me, intentionally, unintentionally. -Anonymous
I am not slow, just misunderstood. -C.B.
Love glows on my very forehead. -E.O.E.
Everything you feel in your mind. -Anonymous
Found my love in someone special. -Anonymous
My breath is stronger, wanting, knowing. -E.O.E.
I was born to love others. -Anonymous
Wear my heart on my sleeve. -C.B.
Living my life best I can. -Anonymous
My pregnancy was my best thing. -Anonymous
What will become of this life? -Anonymous
Your mind is a powerful weapon. -Anonymous
Dorothy Hamil haircut, bumper toe Nikes. -J.K.
Thin line between love and hate. C.B.
2 1/2 years, drama, stress, love. -Anonymous
I love my baby so much. -Anonymous
Black girl with milky white skin. -C.B.
Full of tears and happiness. -Anonymous
Life I know, not my own. -E.O.E.
Blue collar kid, white collar world. -J.K.
Thus, your writing exercise for this week. Challenge yourself to sit and write your life story in six words. If you have difficulty beginning, enter your writing by writing about this moment now.
This, the story of your life.