It's no surprise, then, that moviegoing was a priority for me during this kid-free week. Last night I ventured out to see Rachel Getting Married. I loved it. It was so honest and unassuming. There were some Narcotics Anonymous scenes that made me realize how much I miss Al-Anon and how powerful recovery can be. The portrayals of both family love and family dysfunction were painfully real, and the overall themes of how to forgive oneself, how to live with guilt, and how to decide who deserves love hit very close to home. Highly recommended.
I think I'm taking tonight off of the movies in favor of dinner with a friend, but Milk is up on Thursday.