I have mentioned before that I’m a huge movie fan and superhero movies are always high on my list of what to go watch.
There is no bigger superhero than Superman, and this summer we are subject to yet another reboot on this timeless classic.
When it comes to beloved characters like Superman, you have two distinct camps of people. First, we have those of us that grew up with a particular version, reluctant to see our beloved character poorly represented. Then we have folks who have no real attachment, who may be new to the character or open to another viewpoint, who can watch with a clean slate.
I fall into the first category. I love the Christopher Reeve version of Superman and can watch it over and over again. I wanted to see the new movie, but didn’t want to see an origin story poorly done when I think the one I grew up with is the cat’s meow.
I read an article a few weeks ago, which forced me to check my premises. It pointed out that the Reeve version was developed in another time, for another period in American history. This new version is adjusted for how we live today, and has to be viewed in that context.
Our superheroes and superhero movies – momentary escapes from reality, providing us with visions of something greater than ourselves – have to evolve with the world around us to remain relevant.
With technology making us available to work, family and friends 24×7, it’s no wonder most of us don’t unplug completely when we go on vacation.
Smartphones make it easy to stay connected, so what’s the harm? Plenty, if we never give ourselves the opportunity to replenish our energy for the never-ending stream of projects, problems and potholes we regularly manage.
I recently completed a two-week vacation, with the intention of being “unplugged.” I didn’t turn off my smartphone, so I was theoretically available. However, I ended up spending almost no time on email and had a very short transition back into the office. “How is this possible???” you might ask.
My “unplugged” process has evolved over the years. Some of these may seem like no-brainers. However, it’s only when all of them are done that I’ve found I can go away for a while, stay off-line and come back to something less than pure chaos.
This Father’s Day is the first one in over a decade that I’ve spent with my father and it means the world to me to have him here.
We recently moved and things have not gone as smoothly as I would have liked. I have been a little overwhelmed the last few weeks, trying to pull it all together and everything came to a head last week.
In typical dad fashion, my father knew I needed help and jumped on a plane to lend a hand. He raised me to be very independent and, like him, I rarely (if ever) ask for help. I didn’t even realize I needed it until he said he was coming.
There is not much he can “do” while he’s here. It’s one of the reasons why I would not have thought to ask him to come. But being here is enough. I may very well be 40 years old, but sometimes, a girl needs her father.
Growing up, I used to hear that expression regularly. It didn’t matter if you did 1, 100 or 1,000 great things yesterday if you totally blew it today. When that bad thing happens, it’s what’s in recent memory that counts and it wipes out all the good stuff before it.
I suppose it’s better that I learned the lesson at a young age, because the same notion can still hold true as an adult. If anything, it becomes a little more challenging because as adults we can be our own worse critics. Mistakes and criticisms, if we’re not careful, can take on a life of their own, pushing back the good stuff that came before.
It’s remembering the good that can help any of us move on, learn from the bad, and consider tomorrow a new day to try again.
As you may have noticed, there was no post this weekend. It’s the first time in a year that I haven’t delivered on my personal commitment to a post a week. I even had one written and ready to go, but alas, the best laid plans and all that.
The initial part of Woodman Move 2013 is complete – all of our things have been moved from the old house to the new. Now it comes down to the unpacking and finding a home for everything! We finally got internet access this afternoon, so there should be no issues with getting back on a posting schedule again this weekend. If only cell service was so easily addressed!
Thank you to friends and family who have been so supportive during this process. Even though this is move #27 or so for me, and you’d think I’m used to it, this has probably been the most challenging by far. If I ever decide moving again is a good idea…remind me what a pain this one was, please!