Miss Scarlet

I am sitting in the airport in Baltimore when I hear over the intercom “Is there a Scarlet O’Hare here?”

I immediately perk up and look for a dark haired, green eyed beauty walking with her charming cad of a husband. Then I remember her name would be Butler now.

I was honestly more than a little disappointed.

Why can’t the characters from our favorite books and movies inhabit someplace more than our dreams and fantasies? Why are the fantasies so much better than the reality? Walter Mitty may have been the smart one, living lost in his dream world.

The Butlers were not ambling through the airport this morning. I am stuck imagining what this new year will bring. Who do I want to be this year? What adventures are waiting for me to muster enough courage to just do it?

The slate is clean. I can be whatever I want to be. This year I resolve to be resolute. I am going to embark on every journey with the knowledge I can do it, and I will. I am going to allow myself to grow professionally and personally without trying to prove anything except that I can. I’m not going to “show” anyone anything. I am doing it all just for me.

I am resolute in the fact I will do SOMETHING.

Now, I guess I should decide just exactly what it is I am going to do.

I can’t help but wonder if Scarlet ever showed up.