6 word memoirs: “Hey, watch another sunset with me, okay?”, “Can’t write memoir in 6 words”, “Not all tears are bad ones”, “Things change; I don’t have to”, “Future is close; past is far”, “Well, yer not a wizard Kaysa”...
It’s 6 word memoir time for my classes! Some gems: “very poor. I only have money”, “Rock bottom? Hey, I like climbing”, “I moved away in two ways”, “It is never only your fault”, “It’s bigger than black and white”, “Boredom: a weird source of encouragement”...
The most excruciating moments of pain have led me to the greatest peace and joy. Brutal heartache to healing to finding love again. Labor to the birth of my son. The hollow, numb metallic taste of loss gives way to the dull pang of nostalgia, and becomes the sweet tang of memory.