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Every woman should dump a man at least once in her life... not the horrible earth-shattering curl-into-a-fetal-position painful ending of a marriage (possibly with children) kind of dumping, though I have done that, too, and though the dawning of the knowledge that the end was coming seemed gradual, I had one of those flash-of-recognition moments marking the end, but this story isn't about that.
Divorce aside, every woman should have the memory of one of those moments where she tells a boyfriend/lover, "Ha! I am done with you. You are not worthy of my time any longer."
Mine came on Mother's Day, 2008, at the Carlsbad Caverns National Park gift shop (no joke).
My then-boyfriend and I had embarked on a camping/hiking trip that was supposedly to end at summer seasonal jobs in California after a visit to Texas to see my family.
We walked through the caverns, carefree and laughing, and started to buy gifts for my neices and nephews when he added his own souveniers to the pile (a ball cap with bats on it, a coffee mug, a t-shirt) only to inform me as I began to make a stilted and uncomfortable sort that he had left his credit card in Phoenix (where we didn't intend to return until fall), expecting me to pay for everything on our journey... everything (and of course, he'd pay me back).
Oh, but we did, we did return to Phoenix... we returned to Phoenix so that he could retrieve his credit card, and I could retrieve my dignity.