So yesterday as I recovered from the morning of crying...(the cycle of my ex-husband returned to apologizing for his behavior the last two weeks, and I had my meltdown after holding up under it), I sat in my living room with the mounds of clothes that I have been sifting and sorting, folding and tossing. As I put another dent in decluttering my home, I watched Finding Forrester. It is one of my all time favorite movies... Sean Connery. Love the man, his voice, his countenance... really I love the inspiration of the character he brought to life. He is in the winter of his life... the young man he ends up mentoring in writing ends up inspiring him to get out of the apartment he has been held up in for decades, and go really live for the last year before he dies. The legacy he leaves the young man is indescribable... it is beyond just words. It has depth and breadth. I cried at the end of that too.... I had let go of another dream to go to college, to maintain, to survive... to run a business, to mother 3 kids, to clean, to build friendships... ok... excuses? I don't know. All I know is I am hungry for much, yet with little time to focus in. I have to set some priorities... so theres truly a time of finding me.
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