We watched Forrest Gump with the kids tonight and it made me cry several times. The most obvious time is when Jenny dies, how sorrowful that he should lose her after she was finally able to allow him to treat her well. The times that surprised me were the scenes that took place in the '60's, for some reason it made me cry to hear the music and see scenes of the world as if it were still happening. Maybe because it reminds me that my childhood is slipping further and further into middle age and that has happened so quickly that I know old age is not too far off. Anyway that is not the direction a title like "One Giant Step Forward" should be heading in, it sounds more like "One Giant Sob Story" and that is not what I am doing right now, though I do still feel like crying.
My original thought as I wrote the title (yesterday) was to write down that I have (finally!) enrolled in a mediation training course. I have high hopes for it, as I was stuck in between two choices that pulled me in opposite directions and felt rather hopeless about the whole endeavour and then LS found me an alternative that was baby bear perfect. I enrolled immediately so I couldn't back out of it and I will attend in April. I am nervous but that's to be expected, and maybe this will help me to open a door for myself. And with that, I'm off!
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