I have a short, eclectic list of movies I’ve seen too many times to count. On it: Father of the Bride, The -original- Parent Trap, Dumb & Dumber (I told you it was eclectic), and It’s a Wonderful Life. I watch and cry my way through George Bailey’s journey every Christmas, but to be honest, I’d watch it in July too. And as a matter of fact, I just might make it a bi-annual tradition starting this year. Because every time I take in the story, I’m left with a feeling of immense gratitude for my family, my friends, my home, my health, and my life.
During the last 10 minutes of the film, I become a bit of a blubberer, tears welling up in my eyes as I shout “Merry Christmas” back at the TV and begin to hug my husband and dogs. It’s emotionally overwhelming in the best way because it’s like I see with fresh eyes all the everyday things that are so easy to overlook and take for granted. Continue reading