Six Word Memoirs on Life Stories

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I was flipping through my new Smith six-word calendar, and I noticed a six that caught my eye. Well, a lot of them did, but this spoke to my heart-- the heart that is off at rehab right now, learning new loving behaviors. I can't remember the six verbatim, but is was something like: 'I am sweetie on his phone.' I suddenly realized what a big part of my heart's problem is. I don't even give out my phone number, let alone act like I want to be a sweetie. I act like a very independent woman who doesn't need anyone. Nothing wrong with independence, but I've taken it to a new level, complete with a modern version of a citadel, with me as a whole impenetrable city.

The holiday movie, Love Actually, has many favorite scenes for me, for many different reasons. For this memoir, it's the final scene in the airport, where the prime minister's new girlfriend runs up to him and jumps into his arms. Really jumps and wraps her legs around him, with a huge smile on her face. That's my new version of myself, when my heart gets back all rehabbed, and I become somebody's sweetiepie!