DDD
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First time in six or seven years I've gone to a movie. There were only about ten people in the theater which was a great thing. Also a good thing that I was alone. I got transported to my childhood. The scene at the bus stop was exactly as I remember it. The loving, hardworking devotion is what I grew up surrounded by. The prejudice, thank God, was much more muted in my reality...but, of course, it was present. The traveling bridge games continued on into my mid twenties but my peers and I did the cooking, setup and cleaning since if we were lucky we had a once a week maid.
I could go on and on but mostly it was right on target and it spoke to me deeply. Boy was husband surprised when he asked about the film and the tears flowed as I tried to share the emotions I continued to feel for hours afterwards. We've been married 35 years and he's only seen me cry six or seven times. I'm hoping my sister doesn't see it and call to talk. Her take on it would be all upbeat. She didn't "see" or "feel" what I did in those days. Sigh. DDD
I could go on and on but mostly it was right on target and it spoke to me deeply. Boy was husband surprised when he asked about the film and the tears flowed as I tried to share the emotions I continued to feel for hours afterwards. We've been married 35 years and he's only seen me cry six or seven times. I'm hoping my sister doesn't see it and call to talk. Her take on it would be all upbeat. She didn't "see" or "feel" what I did in those days. Sigh. DDD