Reading Hemingway's stirring response reminded me yet again of the unbelievable power of words.
While I may be slow to find my own words these days, I figured I could find six.
So I spent a while pondering different elements of my journey and ways I could boil who I am and where I've been and what I want down to only six words. Here is my collection of six-word memoirs:
- Unraveled, only to be rewoven. Again.
- Worth it, but I didn’t know.
- Can't just one thing be easy?
- If only I’d known then, I’d…
- My heart condition: best/worst metaphor.
- Wanting to be Velveteen-rabbit loved.
- Eat carbs. Drink bourbon. Laugh loudly.
- Heartsore and exhausted, inside and out.
- Broken, but I’m okay… always okay.
- Not knowing is all I know.
- Love and be loved: nothing less.
- Learning to embrace uncertainty. And failing.
- Home is more than a feeling.
- Though it's difficult: Relationship > being right.
- Why I can’t have nice things.
- Always more question marks than periods.
- Fall down. Get back up. Repeat.
- Living loved feels impossible. Is it?
- Give until empty; then give more.
- I’m a roots and wings girl.
- Africa will always have my heart.
- Courage feels a lot like fear.
- Life's hard. Hold hands, go together.
- Autumn's reminder: there's beauty in brokenness.
- No really... Are we there yet?
How about you? How would you write your story in only six words? I'd love to hear your six-word memoir(s).