I saw the movie, "The Bridge To Terabithia" this weekend. It was different from the exciting, action movie I first thought it to be. Instead it was perfect. I saw myself in the little girl. Her imagination was similiar mine. It reminded me of the adventures I had when I would go to my "big rocks" at the creek near my home in Arlington, Virginia.
I didn't swing on a rope into a forest but my place was equally magical. Over the years I have been told I live in "Judy's world" and have "Judy logic." True enough I suppose (smile).
I definitely know that it has been a blessed gift that I have an active imagination and am able to look at the world through glasses tinted with a little rose color. It has been my curiosity about what the next moment, what the next day will bring and the curiosity about what is happening in my son's worlds that keeps me keeping on.
Watching "The Bridge To Terabithia" made my heart smile. It reminded me of my childhood wonder and I am blessed that it still remains. Sometimes it hides but happily it remains and serves me well.
