An Invincible Summer - A Woman's Journey

If you know me, you know I love foreign film. I also enjoy foreign TV shows. When my marriage first fell apart I started watching a Danish show on Netflix called Rita and quickly fell in love. About that time I met the Boy Scout and started really living life. TV kind of fell by the wayside as we were busy having a good time and getting to know each other. Now that the honeymoon is over we've settled down and have started watching a little more TV. We have binge watched Mad Men, The Crown, Shetland, The Walking Dead, etc. etc. I finally talked him into watching Rita and I remembered why I loved it in the first place. It’s a different way of life in Denmark and so much fun. The show has great characters that you can’t help but like or dislike a little. Rita is a rebel, rough around the edges but a fabulous teacher who loves and advocates for her students. In addition to that she’s a mom, not a Leave It To Beaver mom but a mom like me with lots of failings and insecurities. There ...

Life is freaking short! I cannot, will not, spend it idle. Planted on the couch in front of the tube or sleeping it away. My soul screams at me, "Get moving, our time is short and getting shorter every day." There's a bit of frantic inside of me that bumps up against others, those who love me. Maybe that's why sleep often eludes me. Perhaps my soul is undermining my ability to rest satisfactorily. There is so much I want to do, so much I want to see and experience. One of these days the ever present call from my heart will be even louder than the fears and the pragmatic parts of me. When it wins out, I will pack my bags at a moments notice, charge my handy devices so that I can take care of what is needed from wherever I may be, then I will drive, simply drive. Without a map or a plan, as long as I have a warm jacket and a bathing suit and, perhaps, a few things in between, off I'll go. My kids will find me at the other end of my iPhone. At 53, cartwheels h...