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Monday, March 12, 2012

The one with Bambi and Simba


“You got to put your behind in your past.”

Bambi and Simba came together in the Tapley home a couple of weekends ago. For the longest time I had no desire to watch Bambi because I know the mother’s fate. Since I was a kiddo my own mother refused, and I do mean refused, to watch The Lion King because she knew the fate of the father. Somehow a new, and seemingly manageable, goal manifested recently- if I agreed to watch Bambi then my mother would sit through a viewing of The Lion King. Ta da- goal accomplished.

Turns out, Simba and I have a few things in common. We each left home, learned things through the death of loved ones, returned home, and became stronger for it all. When it comes to the Circle of Life, I am fairly pleased with my placement in the ring at the moment. “It’s the circle of life, and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love.” With that in mind, I am sure to come back around to faith and love. Eventually.

“Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance… you need to understand that balance and respect all creatures…” There is delicate balance between despair and hope, and between faith and love. I learn a little more about this balance everyday. Through despair I have renewed a very special friendship from many moons ago and I am thrilled to celebrate in her wedding next month. Through despair I have become ‘Hilly’, Godmother to Addie. It is treasures like these that make me believe that hope will see me through all despair. Despair brought me back home and hope will lead me forward.

Maybe that means staying here where my heart explodes with happiness so often or moving right along to unforeseen adventures. Either way, “I finally got some sense knocked into me, and I’ve got the bump to prove it.”

* Thanks to those who encourage me to continue thinking and writing. I love and appreciate it. 

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful.
    P.S. When I had to wake Addie up this morning, she was lying in bed, head buried on her pillow and she sleepily said, "Hilly?".

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