The meaning of my life, in six words

It’s been aeons since I’ve been tagged with a meme, but Laer, at Cheat-Seeking Missiles got me, and he got me with a really good one. I’ll let him do the intro, especially because it will take you to a delightful post he did earlier:

Talk about a funny go-around. I had a hoot a month or two back with my Six-Word Slogans for America post which generated a couple hundred fun responses and these two winners:

For serious slogan, from Patrick: Free markets, free speech, free society.

And for fun slogan, from Joe Y.: Twenty million Mexicans can’t be wrong.

The post came roundabout from a book on six-word memoirs, and now Greg at Rhymes With Right has tagged me to come up with my own six-word memoir.

I could go a lot of different ways with this meme.  The tired part of me could easily say “Lost identity when I became Mom,” but that’s just fatigue talking (plus hearing the word “Mom” about 1 gazillion times a day, usually hollered from another room, and usually coupled with a demand that I take instant action on someone else’s behalf).  I could also go the very pragmatic route:  “Mother, wife, lawyer, blogger, dog owner,” which definitely sums up 100% of my day.  Then there’s the activity that seems to account for a disproportionate amount of my time:  “Spends all her time driving kids.”  (When I say that, I think of carpools; my kids, of course, might think that I’m driving them mad….)

At the end of the day, though, rather than being whiny, descriptive, or silly, I think I’d rather talk about a belief:  “Managed to make an ideological leap.”  I think I want to highlight that one because it’s about the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and the one that most profoundly shapes my day to day approach to life, whether it’s work, parenting or politics.

I always have a dreadful time tagging people with these memes, because there are so many of you out there who have interesting things to say and, if I name one person, I’m missing someone else — and it doesn’t give a chance at all to those who don’t have blogs.  I’ll therefore do what I always do, which is to invite you to use my comments section or your own blog to tackle this meme.  If you do it at your blog, though, be sure to send a link so I (and my readers) can check it out.

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  • http://helenl.wordpress.com/ Helen Losse

    On this blog, I’d say, “Never mind, Helen’s wrong about everything.” :-)

  • oceanguy

    I almost went with:

    “I Learned the hard way, dammit.” But settled for: “Loving, laughing, and learning. Let’s eat.”

  • http://bookwormroom.com Bookworm

    For you, Helen, I’d say, “Different opinions, but a good person.”

    And Oceanguy, both of yours tell me I’d love one day to have coffee (and ice cream) with you!

  • rockdalian

    As a Christian, ” I am not perfect, just forgiven.”

    Helen: ” Not wrong, just a different outlook.”

  • http://helenl.wordpress.com/ Helen Losse

    Thanks guys. You’re not all bad. :-)

  • Gringo

    My six words: Make sense of a confusing world.

    For Helen.

    Rather Helen, that many of us are traveling in different directions from you, with different perspectives. You are a poet. I am a number person, a techie of sorts. While I read a fair number of novels, high school English teachers long ago extinguished any liking for poetry. I much preferred geometry proofs to poetry from high school on. As I see it, you use words to express sentiments, even in your blog comments here. I use words to express facts and reality. Precise writing is important for me, but writing is not my strength.

    I was raised a liberal, by both precept and example. There were plans for my sister’s 3rd grade teacher and later mine, who was black, to move into the attic above our kitchen after my father finished rehabbing it into a habitable apartment. Because my father’s weekend rehabbing took longer than anticipated, the teacher found alternate housing.

    My later experience, which included working overseas 4 years, and reflection upon world events, caused me to cast into doubt many of the liberal precepts I was raised on. It might also be said that I did not follow the same transformations that many Liberals did in the last 40 years. John F Kennedy or Henry Jackson make more sense to me than do John F Kerryman or Obama. I suspect that my liberal parents, were they alive today, would agree with many, if not all, of my points of view today. That is, Liberalism has changed in the last 40 years. I am more a Post-Liberal than a Conservative. I get the impression from some of your posting that you were not raised a Liberal, and that you had an adult “conversion.”

    Another difference is your religious faith. I am an agnostic, and was an atheist in my youth. Unlike some on the left, I do not feel threatened by people of faith.

    You have expressed support of Pacifism, and I am an ex-Pacifist. Why am I an ex-Pacifist? Cambodia. Peace was given a chance in Cambodia, and it became the Peace of 2 million dead.

    So yes, there are differences in perspective.

  • http://helenl.wordpress.com/ Helen Losse

    Thanks for the explanation, Gringo. Everything we believe is a result of confirmation or rejection of where we’ve been. I was raised a Democrat but not truly liberal. I was raised in a Christian denomination just left of center. (We did do a pulpit swap with the local Rabi.) I was raised in a small Midwestern town (pop. 40,000) with about 100-200 black people literally. I had Jewish friends but black acquaintances. I knew no Hispanics. I knew no Muslims. I loved Kennedy but not King. I joined more conservative churches and even the Republican Party. I watched Bush I’s war on television during dinner. And yes, I had an adult conversion, and I thank God, I did.

    I see the same hope I saw in Kennedy now in Obama.

  • Ymarsakar

    don’t mind me Book, I don’t want to be tagged.

    Laer tagged me though.

    It’s not a complaint either, I just find it a side-quest. Could be good, could be bad, but usually it’s somewhere in the middle.