Serendipity

I am running through old movies I have digitized on Fandango.

Yesterday was Center Stage, Moulin Rouge, and Sense and Sensibility as I tried to stay warm on a snowy, icy day.

And today is Serendipity.

I love that word and this movie.

Do you believe in fate, and what lengths do you go to let it take the wheel in your life?

When I met my husband, it felt destined. We could have run into each other a number of ways at different times in our life but we didn’t. We weren’t ready. We weren’t healed.

Maybe we both still have healing to do.

I wonder now about someone else. Were we meant to cross paths earlier, or is there some later time?

As my health starts getting wonky and medications are making me feel weird, I wonder what time I do have left. Maybe not enough or maybe too much.

Is it in us to be destined for more than one life, more than one love?

I am listening to Kate Beckinsale now, saying how dangerous it is to believe in fate. It makes us not act.

There is truth to that, but it takes more than one person to act and takes interest from more than one person.

It’s been three years since I’m knocking on your door
And still I can knock some more
Ooh boy, ooh boy, is it crazy look, I want to know now
For I to knock some more, you see

In life I know
That there is lots of grief
But your love is my relief

Annie Lennox covering Bob Marley.