Out of all the movies I’ve seen, this scene is one of my favorites. It is so simple. William Wallace’s father and brother were killed, and he is left alone. Crying, the boy feels like his world is gone. And then one action, by one little girl, changes everything for him.
I can’t believe it’s been twenty years since this movie came out. It feels like yesterday. Sometimes we all feel like that little boy, lost and confused, feeling like no one is on our side. But we always have to believe something better is coming. I was reminded recently that hope isn’t enough, you have to believe. I thank my friend for telling me that. I needed to hear those words.
We all have loss in our lives. It doesn’t even have to be a loved one. It can be a dream, or an idea. Loss is unavoidable. Its what you do with it that makes you into the person you are. When I look back at the person I was twenty years ago, and who I am today, I see so much change. For those who knew me back then, it is night and day compared to now. But the heart of me, the parts reserved for those who I’ve always been close to, that’s still there. I’ve just learned to bring it out and show it to the rest of the world. I’ve always been a person with very deep thoughts. But it’s not about me anymore. It hasn’t been for a long time.
I wish I could say it is just about my family, but it is beyond them as well. It’s about having the courage to say the things that need to be said, the things you wish you said. Its about actions taken, and actions to come. It’s about finding your voice after a lifetime of not knowing what to say.
Braveheart.
The Season Of Myths 