Memoir Mixup

My husband informed me that in my last post I wrote a six word description of myself, but not a memoir. I suppose I should have done some research before hitting that “publish” button. This, my friends, is why I am not a writer. Apparently a memoir is like an autobiography, which is even more difficult to sum up in six words than a personal description. A description can change with mood swings or the weather. It may or may not have been obvious that I wrote my original description in the midst of a typically busy day. An autobiography, on the other hand, should encompass my entire life. A life which is still in the making, I might add. However, since I don’t want to break any more rules than I already have, here goes…

Mother blessed by God with family.

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