Last Chance … Not Even!

I bet the movie, Last Chance Harvey, is very niche specific and won’t get great reviews.  Definitely a chick-flick for those of us a little down on our luck.  That’s why I went to see it; so that I could experience the happy ending to Harvey’s sadness. 

I’m bringing this up because I liked his last words.  She asked him about what he was presently doing,  His answer … "I’m in transition."

Transition is fine once you deal with the reality of a closed door.  Oh, the pain of it.  The questions, the sadness, the tears, the what ifs, shoulda, coulda, woulda stuff.

Well, today I bought a new purse.  For me, this signaled my acceptance of that door.  I looked at my tattered old purse and thought, it’s much like how I’ve felt for a long time.  My new purse is soft, good-looking, and will meet all my needs.  It’s new.  So for a while, this is going to be my a symbol of all the new things that will come my way.  

Old, worn out Harvey had a smile on his face and a renewed dignity.  So will I.