Saturday Cinema…November Christmas

This little movie has become a favorite of mine. I look look forward to it every year. Along with a wonderful story, I fell in love with a song….

A small Rhode Island community comes together to create special Halloween and Christmas moments several weeks early for Vanessa Marks, an 8-year-old girl with a life-threatening illness.

At the beginning of the film, the father (John Corbett) gives Vanessa a snow globe of a little girl holding a snow globe, and inside that globe is another little girl holding a snow globe. The mother (Sarah Paulson) tells Vanessa that she has to shake the globe to make it snow. Vanessa is fascinated with the snow, having never seen it before, and wishes that she could see it for Christmas. The father, hearing this, becomes concerned that Vanessa may not live to see December.

After the father quietly asks a neighboring farmer (Sam Elliott) about buying pumpkins – and later Christmas trees – the farmer figures out that the father is trying to speed up the holidays so that Vanessa will have a Christmas before she dies. The farmer, searching for pumpkins to surprise the family, heals an old friendship that he’d lost when his own son had died, and is rewarded with an invitation to be his old friend’s best man at the friend’s upcoming wedding. Together, the two men sneak a truckload of pumpkins onto the family’s front porch, much to the surprise of the daughter who decides she wants to have a Halloween party. The mother tries to explain that it’s too early, but the father agrees to the party and Vanessa (and her younger brother) begin to plan their Halloween costumes.
As a show of appreciation, the father goes to the farmer’s home and invites him and his wife to the party. The farmer goes to town and mentions it to Tammy, a young waitress (Elizabeth McLaughlin) at the local restaurant whom Vanessa had befriended. Later, the farmer gives the father a box of Halloween decorations to help decorate the family’s house, and on the night of the party the waitress arrives with the town’s children to help celebrate. Vanessa – who was prohibited from going to school and meeting other children because of her illness – is overjoyed at having so many playmates. The farmer, his wife, and his friend and his new wife follow carrying trays of food. Tammy tries her skills as a storyteller and tells a ghost story that makes the children scream and laugh.

Together, the farmer, his old friend, and the waitress help the family celebrate Halloween – and each holiday thereafter – a month early, and in doing so unite an entire community and teach everyone that what really matters in life is love.

As Vanessa and her family return home one night from a particularly sorrowful hospital visit, they find that the neighbors have decorated their homes and streets with brilliant lights and holiday decorations a full month early. The farmer, his friend, and the neighboring community line the family’s driveway to greet Vanessa as she arrives home; her own house covered in beautiful lights. Everyone is invited inside the home to celebrate with food given by the town’s local restaurant, and later, Vanessa runs outside with her snow globe just as an early snow begins to fall, duplicating the little girl inside the globe.

Later, Tammy writes a children’s book about Vanessa’s life, with pictures that Vanessa had made herself during her illness. In the final scenes, a teenager (reading Tammy’s book to children at the local library) explains that she is Vanessa; she survived her illness after that early Christmas. Afterwards, she goes to the farmer’s Christmas tree lot where she reunites with her family and the farmer; to select the town’s annual tree.

The music and her voice……magic!

Same song used in the movie….

Monday Mornings Musing 🍁

“Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day.”

~Shira Tami~

“As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.” 

~Peggy Toney Horton~


Being Myself ✌️

Walk Barefoot. Dance naked under the moon. Play in the mud. Follow your intuition. Let the fire of life move through you, not just around you. Love deeply. Let the wind toss your hair and the sun touch your bare skin. Live the you that has stayed hidden. Let it go and Be free. (Barefoot Mama)  

Still a work in progress. Probably always will be…But, more and more, the ‘me’ I’ve kept hidden is emerging. I’ve learned when someone questions me, whether it be why do I get tattoos, why am I dressing a certain way, why are you Not wearing a bra (oh yeah, I’ve gotten asked that numerous times! Like it’s anyone’s business) my answer is usually the same…’why not’, then I smile nicely. (Some folks reactions are priceless) That wasn’t always the case. There was a time when I let what others said and thought affect how I viewed myself….the first time I stood up for myself with my why not answer, I was shaking inside, but seeing his reaction I knew I turned a corner. I felt empowered. I made a vow to myself to never give anyone the power to make me feel inferior or question myself again. 

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

I fall short every now and then….old habits do die hard. But I’ll tell you something….I Like Me and now that ‘she’s’ been unleashed, there will be no more tethering her/me.

“A girl should be two things: who and what she wants.” ~Coco Chanel~  

I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For 

” I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. We search for that which our heart and soul yearns for, we may never find just what we are looking for, but we know there is magic in everything we discover. We keep searching, and unearthing things about ourselves that make us want to search more. We are the explorer,  and life is our map” ~Mary Costanza~


(Photo via Pinterest)

Yep, this pretty much sums up how I feel! Why I feel this way, I have no idea. I’m pretty content with my life, yet there’s this yearning deep inside…(I still believe I was a gypsy in a past life and she’s awakening?!) Some days, I want to search, and search, and then search some more, until I find what I’m looking for. Other days, not so much, because I have no clue what it is I am searching for.(which now has me singing that U2song in my head!)

 That’s part of the adventure, I guess. Everything’s a mystery and there’s a big ole world out there waiting for me to explore…waiting for me to see, to feel, to figure out. There’s magic in that mystery though, magic in the search…… long as I’m searching, there’s magic to be had!!!  So, do I really want to find the unnameable thing that I’m looking for?!?!

(Photo via Pinterest)

I’m Feeling The Love ❤️

It’s Tuesday, so once again it’s shovel time…time to starting digging, and writing along with Calen over at Impromptu Promptlings Sandbox Challenge 12: What makes you feel loved?

“Love is the most amazing feeling in the world. Let me double check. Yep, love is a feeling.”   ~Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages~
My Jim…for so many reasons. This is my second marriage. First time around I was young (19) and had no clue. Though I did know, deep inside, that there was something always missing. 3 children, 2 separations and 20 years of marriage had me no closer to figuring it out. Then I met Jim…….that something that was missing, was no longer. I can’t tell you to this day, what ‘it’ was. But for the first time in my life, I was ‘awake’  and discovering love for the very first time. What makes me feel loved?  He gets me, all of me…and he likes me. 

We talk, about everything…and even better…when we’re sitting in silence, it’s comfortable. He’s gotten up at midnight to make me a grilled cheese sandwich just because I couldn’t sleep and I said I was craving one…..for Valentine’s Day last year, we stayed up late, drank lots of cheap wine and danced to 70’s Love Songs…..I was feeling the love ❤️🍷

And he leaves me notes/poems, sometimes handwritten, sometimes printed out….

What makes me feel loved…..getting artwork from my grandchildren unexpectedly…🎨

….or an unexpected dragonfly from a beautiful soul of a friend just because….

What makes me feel loved?! These faces….my children, who show me every single day what unconditional love is…..for they’ve forgiven me for past hurts…..they make me laugh!