Is It Possible That Good Things Can Happen in This Crazy World?
How I’m finding hope (and myself) in all the darkness
A few days ago, finding myself quite under the weather, I curled up on my sofa with a fluffy blanket and flipped through my streaming subscriptions, looking for a happy, cozy movie. When I saw an old favorite, Under the Tuscan Sun, I clicked on it and settled in for a familiar journey.
As always, I found myself crying at the end — though not because heroine Frances Mayes finally finds herself a new lover, which is what used to bring tears to my eyes. At a much different point in my life, I find myself less concerned with finding a boyfriend and more concerned with existing in a world that feels increasingly hopeless.
“Unthinkably good things can happen,” Frances says, as she looks out across a table filled with her new family members. “Even late in the game.”
That’s what brought tears to my eyes.
I realized how hungry we are for this — for all of it. I think perhaps certain demographics might need this more than others. But really, when you get right down to it, we all need to know that unthinkably good things can happen.
Because it is really late in the game. And things look pretty dismal.
