As I breathe in the grape sweetness of wine in the making, my eyes dance at the miles of the vines kissing the horizon .
Dents form on the sides of my mouth and give way to dimples. I cannot disguise my smirk , gushing like grapes in the wine vat.
I feel like Diane Lane in Under the Tuscan Sun when she says , ” I got my wish . Everything I asked for …”
Fifteen years ago I could not afford a “happy meal” for my kids and now I am here .I got my wish .
Diane’s character runs parallel to my life . Divorced , loses it all , sad, wandering without direction, jumps to a foreign country( I think California qualifies as foreign ) but like all Rom-Com movies , the heroine’s train changes track .
Ms.Lane narrates at the end of the film ,”They say they built the train tracks over the Alps between Vienna and Venice before there was a train. They built it anyway . They knew one day a train would come. Any arbitrary turn along the way and I would be elsewhere . I would be different .”
And so would I …
Diane’s soothing voice closes the film like dew on magenta grapes .
” Unthinkably good things can happen . Even late in the game . It is such a surprise .”
I tilt my sun hat to cover my blushing .The last few years have been a complete surprise . I never envisioned that my sour grapes would turn sweet .
” I don’t know where the path is leading but I know who is leading the path .” Proverbs 4:10
Embrace the twists of turns of life and dare to be surprised. I intend to.
Maybe like the movie, a Tuscan Villa has my name on it with an American gentleman who lives in Florence, ready to carry me over the threshold .
If that is God’s plan ,I’ll be all in ; like a grape stomper-barefoot and all .