Spend Sunday night crying buckets over ‘Gone With The Wind’. Now I remember why I avoid the TV; it’s takes too much of my tears.

I don’t remember the movie being terribly sad when it watched it as a little girl. I only remember Vivien Leigh being terribly pretty. As an adult, I truly understand the depth of Scarlett O’Hara’s character, hers and everyone else’s (unfulfilled) longing.
Though not a fan of her personality (I like Melanie much more), I admire her ‘passion for life’, courage and peserverance. When things get tough, I shall remember “After all, tomorrow is another day”!
