How can it be July already? In the United States, July is the month to celebrate independence. Just as those who sacrificed and fought for our independence as a nation, we spend our childhoods fighting for our own independence. We can’t wait for the day when we can make our own decisions and not be told what to do. Once we reach adulthood, we realize that absolute independence is a myth. We may be able to make our own decisions, but we also have to live with the consequences of those decisions. We realize that we weren’t created to be totally independent.
The year was 1991 and Chris and I were on our honeymoon in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. The movie that ran away with all the Oscars that year was Dances with Wolves, and we saw it twice during our week long trip.
For those of you completely out of touch with this great movie, Dances with Wolves, staring the young Kevin Costner, is a period drama of a civil war soldier who develops a relationship with a tribe of Lakota Indians. He ends up leaving his soldiering behind to join the simple life of these natives. Along the way, Costner, known to the tribe as Dances with Wolves, falls in love with a white woman who has also found refuge among the natives.