Did you ever see the film Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken? It was pretty popular on the elementary sleepover circuit for a few years back--well, make that twenty years ago in the early 90s. It was beautiful and heartbreaking and life affirming and girl power (!!!)...and it had that hot dude from Sixteen Candles.
Yep. Jake Ryan. Except Jake Ryan wore Depression-era clothing. And boots. Really tall riding boots.
But I digress.
It was a film that reduced me to nothing but snotty tears (Oh, there Lexi goes again--why does she always cry in movies? She's so weird.) by the time it was over. And yet, I watched it over and over, knowing how it would affect me. And relishing in it.
I only recently discovered (um, this very morning, in fact--thank you, internet) that the film is based on a true story. I know what I am reading this week.
What does this have to do with this week's #TheYearToBe___ post, you ask? The word of the week is WILD. I am not, by nature, a wild person. I am the very definition of rule follower. (Except when it comes to speed limits. Although, I probably shouldn't admit that in a public forum.)
When I was trying to think about what I could do to really be wild this week, I pretty much tossed out all the ideas. Why? Because I'd just never be able to execute them.
And then I remembered this movie. And how it made me feel when I was just a wee thing. What it made me believe--that a young woman, against all odds, could follow her heart. Change the course of her life. And triumph.
This morning is a bit of a personal triumph for me. This fall will mark two years into my strategic plan. PLAN WRITE AND PUBLISH. (Okay, it's actually not titled PLAN WRITE AND PUBLISH. But it probably should be.) And...my words are officially published.
I have a short story in an anthology that people are actually buying and reading. And it is a project that benefits RAINN, an organization that supports survivors of rape, abuse, and incest. 100% of all proceeds. I couldn't be more pleased.
So maybe it's not necessary to be WILD and do something daring and out of character this week. Maybe I've already done the most wild and outrageous thing: believed in myself enough to follow my heart.