Apparently I didn't get enough book reports out of my system in high school—that almost seems impossible. Nevertheless, these are lessons I learned in reading Gone with the Wind. I'm not saying they are lessons I have exceeded in accomplishing - these in many cases have been truly convicting. I have had this nagging feeling, since starting Gone with the Wind, of heart ache. I'm not sure if my hopes for the "greatest love story ever told" (I naively assumed a feel good) were being dashed by what I think is more accurately "a great love story tragedy" or if I really just became invested in the characters but either way I *felt* this book.
When I first started contemplating this post it was out of a pang in my gutt and I thought I must get my thoughts out there somehow... but I had no idea what it would turn into. As I am writing and revising and coming to terms with my thoughts I am realizing this is a SUPER DUPER "keeping it real" post. So I have come back up to the top here to write this little disclaimer that I share my heart and it ain't always pretty so if you are looking for a light-hearted post on GWTW this isn't the one to read...google on my friends there are some good ones out there but this one is personal and apparently I feel the need to share ;)
Here's the short side of it. I put up walls and I put them up fast. If I think I'm going to be hurt I get angry and pissy and stay-the-heck-away-from-me-y because I want whomever I fear is going to hurt me to get back, run in fear, leave me alone... better than being hurt and vulnerable!
right?!? ummm no, not right but I do it time and again unless I can consciously stop myself.
And that my dears is exactly what I feel like Scarlet does. I guess her wall is money and a do-what-I-want attitude. BUT
they are walls baby!
So, without further ado, here are a few things
I have been pondering as my heart aches through this book: