Just a girl. wife. mom. sister. clergy fashionista.
I'm Learning. Living. Becoming. Transforming. Growing. Loving. Letting go. Journeying on. Returning to God one vulnerable breath at a time. A puzzle of seven with one piece forever missing And, yet, somehow I live!
That's the story...Well that and other randomness, life stuff, clergy musings,
whatever else comes to mind.
So I bought tickets to the Midnight Premier for the "Hunger Games" a couple weeks ago, not knowing the revelation that would come in the wee hours of the night. Last spring I read through the trilogy in less than a week. Could. Not. Put. It. Down. The draw for me was immense. Something about the passion Katniss had for little sis, Primrose. The willingness to sacrifice herself. The eerily familiar excess of the Capitol juxtaposed by the daily struggle for survival in the "real world" outlying districts. A fight everyday just to stay a live. And the pinnacle moment when worlds collide in the crucible of the arena where the true test of a person becomes evident.