I didn’t want to see it at first. I was one of those movies that I knew I was going to cry watching. I knew it was going to make me miss my friends back home and I knew I was going to feel all lonely and sad afterwards. I also knew that I was going to want to dance and sing after watching it. And sure enough, that’s exactly what happened.
Her life was amazing (not the part about sleeping with three different men) she was a free-spirited person. A person brave and stubborn enough to make a whole new different place a home. She was a strong woman to be able to give birth on her own and raise her daughter in the most perfect and natural way. You could tell what characteristics she had just by her face and hair. Her expressions and words were spot on to the last period.
If I could go back in time, I would live like her. I would do all the travelling I wanted and land somewhere that my heart attracted me to and make it my home. I would have done the same thing.
She wasn’t just a main character. It was like she resembled the girl that most women wanted to be when they were young. She lived the life that most of us just envied and couldn’t do. That made me think of my dreams and what I used to dream when I was younger.
What I wanted to do when I was in high school. Who I wanted to be when I was in college and what I wanted to before having kids.
Made me think for a good solid two hours.
I always wanted to dance. Dancing is all I knew how to do. It was the only thing I was good at. I thought I would do it all my life and I never ever thought I would stop. But it’s been a good seven years since I last danced. Or put dance shoes on. Right now I can barely get 30minutes to myself for a home workout. It’s really hard. But after watching Mamma Mia 2. I know that soon, the near future, I can get back on my feet. I want to and I know I have to make it happen. And I’m going to. Soon.