Now I'm not a compete cynic, I love showing other people that I care about them - I bought the three ladies in my office heart-shaped donuts from Dunkin on Monday! However, somewhere along the line, sharing your feelings with loved ones in honor of St. Valentine became a showy sport. Watching all your coworkers get flowers, hearing about battles over restaurant reservations and stepping onto a train full of guys carrying dozens of red balloons and bouquets of roses is just not that much fun for the rest of us. Am I being cranky or does that all seem a tad cheesy? I for one, would not know what to do with a bunch of balloons, and roses don't really thrill me (I do love the yellow ones, though)...
Rant over, but in honor of love - both present and lost - and the not-always-so-fun holiday that just passed, I wanted to share this. The New York Times recently posted an article about SMITH Magazine, a literary magazine that compiles narratives from readers, one of the most popular being their Six-Word Memoir project, the recent subject being love and heartbreak. It's Twitter-meets-poetry! These pared down love letters are beautiful and simple. Some are funny, some are sad, some are just plain heartwarming. Check out a few of my favorites:
- Wounded heart healed by good man.
- Dog approves; maybe this guy's good?
- Clueless Newlyweds Kids Laughs Still Thriving
- Ups, downs and repeat. That's love.
- Just married. Still figuring it out.
Not so much...
- Love hurts. Choose vodka or valium.
- He wasn't worth the panic attacks.
- Loved her madly - then went mad.
- I loved, he tolerated, then left.
- Background check first; give heart second.
What would your six word memoir on love (or loss) be? Here's mine:
College love ended. I became me.