First Person Friday: six word memoir.

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Happy Friday!

This is what I look like this morning.

Recognize the tee?

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If you answered NO then you must get thy arse to the movie Funny People PRONTO.

At least I think you should as, if you HEART the Rogan & the Apatow as I do, you shall adore it.

But I digress.

Today I am officially forty years and two months old.

What does that mean?

Not a whole heck of a lot except I inexplicably received this birthday gift in the mail a few days ago.

Gift receipt. Birthday wishes. No name!

As a result, Ive been on a rampage of making my I(n) R(eal) L(ife) friends fashion their own six word memoirs for me.

It’s amazing how difficult it is to construct a memoir (of love or otherwise) in only six words and yet how revealing the short staccato sentences can be.

A friend (age peer) who requested anonymity emailed me this:

I lost my confidence at twenty.

Another, who is blog-free but didn’t ask to be anonymous, emailed me this short statement:

I discovered my sanity in clay.       Sarah

(Im not sure it bears clarification but she meant pottery and not Aiken)

So that’s what’s on my mind this First Person Friday.

The powerful nature of very few words.

Im keeping this post short & ending by sharing MY six word amore-memoir:

met love on bus with Mounds™

Please, should you feel motivated, hit us all up in the comments with your six words.

memoirs of life. musings on love. or simply six words you choose for this day to capture whom you strive to be.

(oh, and should you be the one who sent me the gift/have any idea whom it might be please to hit me up in the comments with that as well.)

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Comments

  1. Wow, so many words, how to squeeze it into 6 short words? I’m gonna try though:

    “prior fat girl till the end

    Or…

    “Prior fat girl paying it forward.”

    Have a good weekend Miz!

  13. I hadn’t heard of this before!

    (OOPS that isn’t my memoir)

    Painting praying loving longing strength success.

  18. Was bullied, so I teach now.

    It’s the story of my life, seriously. I was über-bullied in middle school, made fun of, beaten up, you name it… I sought solace with a select handful of teachers who showed me how wonderful people can be, and I made the decision to be a teacher so that I can be that person for other kids.

  22. Patience.Patience.Patience.Patience.Patience.Patience.

    Have a good weekend Miz.
    Thank you for all your encouragement.

  32. I’m so saddened by your friend’s memoir, Miz.
    What a terrible thing.

    Mine:

    I find inspiration all around me.

  33. I’m talking in 6’s all day.

    SAGAN? That made me laugh as all morning Ive been doing it in my head as well…

  39. It’s like Haiku but easier! Wait, that’s not six words. Maybe it’s not so easy. How about this:

    My life should be sketch comedy.

    For Kanye:
    “I’ma gonna let you finish but…”
    (couldn’t resist!!)

  40. Addicted to coffee, dependent on TUMS.

    Or at least that’s what I’ve had up on my facebook for the past year. I’ve got the lingering effects from a migraine preventing me from being clever this morning.

  42. Charlotte you’re mean! You knew I just got Gold Digger outta my head 😉

    BL? I’ll be over when I’m home!

  47. How funny you don’t know who sent the book! My husband and I received a wedding gift that to this day we do not know who gave it to us!

    My memoir: Found Jesus, found love, lost weight. 🙂

  50. As someone reminded me this morning…

    Slow and steady wins the race 🙂

    Hang in there, Miz – I feel ya – BELIEVE me! Got my own tiny tornado and unfortunately, there’s no hiding in the basement 🙂

  53. I am my own deepest delight.

    *

    That might sound narcissistic, but it is something I am learning this year. If I don’t delight in myself, who will? If I don’t change my life to create delight in it, who will? Nobody knows as well as I what the things are I delight in, and I need those things on a daily basis! So I need to create them myself.

  55. Finally Free.

    (I also saw a man in Starbucks the other day wearing a t-shirt that said “Just Do It…Tomorrow.” Made me laugh.)

    Also, wanted to wish you, Ren Man and the Tornado a Happy new year!!!!!

  62. Take one day at a time.

    That’s what I live by, because you never know what the day has in store. I try to take it as it comes and not dwell on my mistakes. Always looking forward. (Most of the time) I’m not perfect. 🙂

  64. eyes wide open, heart on fire <— love this one.

    I am extremely verbose, and would have a hard time with a one PARAGRAPH memoir, but here’s mine for what I’m feeling right now:

    Everyday is a chance to conquer.

    Happy new year and happy weekend!

  68. The student became the teacher.
    (So many times.)

    Pain now, Better Future Because.

    (on my miscarriage, bad hormonal reaction and choice to be sterilized before having children.)

    Loving someone is never wrong. Maybe.
    (no explanation needed).

    Dance is physical expression of emotion.

    It never hurts to hug someone.

    I could do these all day!

  69. Girl, you started something for me! I’ve been 6-wording all morning long, some serious, some not-so-much:

    More in love now than before.

    Recognizing myself in the mirror again.

    Elliptical kills me, makes me strong

    Don’t bully me; am tough b*tch! 🙂

    Coffee is good, ‘ritas are better

    Cocky country boy melts my butter!

    I could go on and on with this I’m afraid, but I’ll just stop there! Happy Weekend!

  70. yep. Ive been doing this all freakin day in my head and now Im off to a playdate with the Tornado.

    Must. Speak. In. Full. Sentences.

    (or not. either way :))

  72. The shortest comments ever from Pubsgal:

    (Love memoir)
    Met for coffee, still going strong

    (Life at present)
    Getting diabetes revealed my inner badass.

    (Feeling loony)
    Missed that right turn at Albequerque….

  77. Sh*tty day at work – leave there.

    Sorry, it’s one of *those* days where I want to quit my job and find somebody to give me money for working out. That could happen, right???

  79. Still Learning. Still Fighting. Always Growing.

    Life Power Words: Fierce, Relentless, Fighter.

    Drizzly, rainy day. Love makes better.

    Sometimes the teacher. Mostly the student.

    (Wow, I could go on all day!)

  83. Love Mounds. Bought one yesterday, actually, after not having one for ages and ages. Haven’t eaten it yet, though. (What am I waiting for?!?!)

    My six:
    Keep on running. Strong and happy.

  85. Looking back no more, going forward.

    Hoping in God’s good, perfect plan.

    Learning from the past without regrets.

    Looking to the future with hope.

    No to m&m’s, yes to barre.

    Lean, tone body here I come!

    With that, my words are done!

  86. After running into an ex boyfriend or important old friend…

    Great! I have broccoli in teeth!

    On my way to something of worth…

    Stain on shirt, always on boob.:o(

    From my 3 yo after failing to adequately dress him properly…

    Mommie is lame, but love anyway!

    These truly sum me up…LOL:o)

  90. Went to dinner with friends tonight and the topic of conversation? Memoir in six words! Much fun.

    Rusty: family friends service love environment communication
    Linda: music love fair equitable enthusiastic family
    Hugh: Linda, I love you, I do.
    Me: I have had a happy life!

    Thanks for a thought provoking topic.
    Regards!

  94. FUN!

    Mornings suck, bring me coffee now!

    Every day is challenging – Bring IT!

    My life rocks, I give thanks

    Very cool Miz…you kick A**

  95. Found my voice at minus seventy.

    Translation: after losing 70 pounds I found I could speak in front of groups without freaking out about it. I didn’t think they were looking at my fat anymore, but were actually listening to me. Guess it’s not a very good memoir if I have to explain it. 🙂

    Love this post. Love you.

  98. So many great responses. I’ve been mulling it over for a while, but am stumped.

    So many ideas, so few words.

    But, in the spirit of what I was taught to say when asked a question I couldn’t answer, I’m going to have to go with:

    Don’t know yet, but I will.

  99. I love all these comments – and I’m impressed that they can be squeezed into six words.

    Lazy by nature; must walk dog.

    Hmmmn… this requires some more pondering.

  101. Not sure 23 is a good time to write a memoir. So consider this more motto than memoir.

    I will always do better.

    If I can say (in 20 years) that I have always striven to be better, I think I’ll be happy with the way I lived my life.

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