We’re told growing means more. Bigger plans. Bigger goals. A bigger life.
So it surprised me how much I loved an idea that goes the other way: your whole life story in exactly 18 words. Not 17. Not 19.
I read a collection of them recently, written by women over 50, and they were bold and funny and very human. A doctor who spent 45 years in medicine and raised nineteen kids. A mother who rebuilt her life after a loss and became a triathlete. A woman who was told as a child that she was “needy” and decided to stop living that way.
Eighteen words each, and somehow they held more than most whole books.
So I’m borrowing the idea. Here’s mine:
Three kids. Built businesses. Raised them, launched them, missed them. Picked up a racket. Started writing. Not done.
It took more drafts than I’d like to admit.
Now it’s your turn. Write yours, exactly 18 words, and hit reply. With your permission, I’ll share them here.
