What do you want? You want the moon?

In the quiet comfort of my family home, where memories weave seamlessly into the walls and laughter echoes through time, there exists a cinematic masterpiece that has become the silent narrator of my own life's journey - "It's a Wonderful Life."

In the flickering glow of the living room, I first encountered the timeless tale of George Bailey and Bedford Falls, a narrative that would unknowingly sow the seeds of introspection and resilience within me. As a child, nestled between the warmth of my grandparents and the familiarity of these walls, I witnessed the poignant scene where George's despairing plea, "What is it you want? You want the moon?" echoed through the screen, leaving an indelible mark on my young heart. Little did I know that this iconic line would become a poignant thread weaving through the tapestry of my own reflections on familial expectations, paternal instincts, and the pursuit of happiness in the face of unforeseen circumstances.

Now, as I navigate the halls of the family home I once explored as a wide-eyed child, I find solace and inspiration in revisiting this classic film that has, in many ways, become the compass guiding my journey through the complexities of life.


Over the past decade, the echoes of my youthful dreams of wanderlust, love, and family have gradually softened into a wistful hum in the background of life's symphony. In many ways, my journey bears an uncanny resemblance to that of George. I envisioned a life of exploration and adventure, a path paved with love and the joyous cacophony of a bustling family. Yet, as the years unfolded, unforeseen twists and turns diverted my course. The expansive map of possibilities I once held has condensed, dreams of far-off lands and shared sunsets slowly replaced by the quiet familiarity of routine. The parallels with George's unfulfilled desires are striking; both of us grappling with the dichotomy between personal aspirations and the unexpected responsibilities that life inevitably presents. In this retrospective introspection, I find solace in the shared journey, recognising that resilience and fulfilment can emerge from unexpected corners, much like the lesson imparted by the film's timeless narrative.

The echoes of a paternal pull have resonated strongly throughout my life, weaving a complex tapestry of joy, challenges, and heartache. In the remnants of an abusive marriage, I found myself thrust into the role of a step-parent, navigating the delicate balance between protection and guidance for children who, though not my own by blood, became integral parts of my world. The threads of paternal instinct, once woven into the fabric of a shattered family, endured the trials of time. As I emerged from the shadows of that tumultuous chapter, optimism led me to believe that love's redemption awaited. I thought I had found a partner with whom to build the family I had always yearned for. However, the script took an unexpected turn as the clock struck midnight on New Year's Eve, leaving me standing alone with shattered dreams and a heart heavy with the weight of unfulfilled promises. Yet, amidst the debris of disappointment, the paternal pull remains unyielding, a testament to the enduring resilience of the human spirit in the face of shattered expectations and the undying hope for a brighter, familial dawn.

Courage is like love; it must have hope for nourishment.
— Napoleon Bonaparte

The past twelve months have been a crucible of transformation, reshaping not only my life but also my perspectives on personal expectations. Amidst the wreckage of unfulfilled desires, I chose a path of self-renewal, embarking on a journey of introspection and resilience. The realisation dawned that personal fulfilment extends far beyond conventional notions of family and love. With a steadfast commitment to self-improvement, I dedicated myself to rebuilding, brick by emotional brick. The fruits of this labor have manifested not just in newfound physical health but also in the rediscovery of authentic happiness and purpose.

As I navigate this reborn chapter of my life, the lens through which I view personal expectations has shifted. No longer confined by the predefined narratives of societal norms, my perspective embraces the dynamic nature of life's journey. This shift has unveiled a profound revelation: happiness is not a singular destination but an ongoing exploration of self-discovery and personal growth.

Fuelled by this newfound clarity, I've embarked on a dual journey of exploration, discovering an innate sense of purpose that extends beyond my own aspirations. The dormant wanderlust, once relegated to the recesses of unfulfilled dreams, has emerged as a powerful force propelling me toward new horizons. I've found solace and fulfilment in the freedom of travel. These experiences, once mere desires, have transformed into a vital source of energy, guiding me with paternal warmth.

In my professional realm, this energy has found an outlet in guiding others through my work. Just as a father imparts wisdom and support to his children, I find fulfilment in mentoring and aiding those I encounter. This metamorphosis from personal struggles to a source of inspiration for others has become the cornerstone of my renewed purpose. It's a purpose that not only breathes life into my own journey but also radiates outward, impacting those who traverse similar paths.

As the road ahead unfolds with new destinations and uncharted territories, I find solace in the realisation that personal evolution is a continuous process. The scars of the past now serve as reminders of resilience, and the paternal energy that once fuelled personal aspirations now courses through the veins of my professional endeavours. It's a wonderful, albeit unexpected, tapestry of growth, proving that even in the face of shattered dreams, a beautiful mosaic of purpose can emerge, creating a roadmap for a life well-lived and shared.

I have also recognised a pattern of overcommitting my time and energy, a tendency to be overly generous with my skills and resources for the sake of friends and family. While heartfelt and genuine, this propensity often left me stretched thin, with little room for personal pursuits. It's a realisation that has catalysed a shift in my priorities. Now, as I embrace the present and shape my future, I've learned to strike a balance between altruism and self-care. Redirecting my focus towards personal growth and aspirations has become paramount. This newfound equilibrium allows me to continue contributing meaningfully to the lives of those around me while ensuring that my own dreams and ambitions are not overshadowed. In doing so, I've discovered that the path to a wonderful life also includes cultivating a sense of fulfilment in my own endeavours, striking a harmonious chord between personal and altruistic pursuits.


“It's a Wonderful Life" has been more than just a cinematic masterpiece in my life; it's been a steadfast companion, a guiding light through the darkest corners of my journey. In moments of despair and shattered dreams, the timeless narrative of George Bailey served as a poignant reminder that resilience, hope, and the profound impact of one life on others can pave the way to redemption. Through the ups and downs, the film has been a source of solace, a comforting narrative that mirrored my own struggles and triumphs. "What is it you want? You want the moon?" have resonated through the corridors of my own heart. The paternal instincts that have shaped my relationships, the shattered dreams of family, and the unexpected twists in the journey—all find echoes in this classic tale. Yet, just as George discovered the profound richness of his existence, the film guided me through the shadows, inspiring a resilient spirit within.

Over the past year, I have come to embrace the present with a newfound vigour. The echoes of the past, while still present, no longer define my narrative. The film that once mirrored my struggles now reflects a triumph over adversity and a rekindled sense of purpose. It has become a testament to the idea that even in the face of seemingly insurmountable challenges, life can transform into a mosaic of joy and fulfilment.

Beneath the surface of my exterior lies a reservoir of strength and resilience that often goes unnoticed by those who only skim the surface and shy away from real connection & commitment. In the wake of life's trials, I've discovered an inner fortitude that allows me to weather storms and emerge stronger. Unfortunately, this strength is a hidden gem that some fail to recognise, and as they walk away, they inadvertently miss out on experiencing the best parts of me. The depth of my resilience, the unwavering commitment to growth, and the ability to find beauty in adversity are the aspects that truly shine brightest, often remaining concealed to those who choose to depart without delving beneath the surface. It's a poignant reminder that sometimes, the most remarkable qualities are unveiled when one takes the time to appreciate the layers beneath the exterior.

As I stand on the precipice of the future, I do so with a heart brimming with gratitude and excitement. I've learned to embrace the moment, finding happiness not in the shadows of unfulfilled dreams but in the warmth of present connections and experiences. The future, once shrouded in uncertainty, now holds the promise of new adventures, both personally and professionally.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I embark on the next chapter of my life with enthusiasm. The paternal energy that once fuelled personal struggles has evolved into a force that propels me forward, guiding others through the twists and turns of their own journeys. It's a full-circle moment, where the film that held my hand through the storm now inspires me to be a beacon for others.


Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘it will be happier
— Alfred, Lord Tennyson

In the closing frames of my own "It's a Wonderful Life," I find solace and empowerment in the immortal words, "No man is a failure who has friends." As the credits roll on the chapters of struggle and growth, I am reminded that the richness of life lies not merely in the attainment of predefined dreams but in the profound connections forged along the way. With the echoes of George Bailey's journey reverberating in my heart, I stand at the crossroads of my narrative, my connection with myself, and the promise of an unwritten future firmly in my hands. There's an inherent challenge in letting go of things we hold dear, even when they no longer serve our journey. It's an emotional tug-of-war, akin to parting with old chapters that, though comforting, may be keeping us from penning new and exciting narratives. As I forge ahead, I'm learning the art of selective release, understanding that relinquishing certain attachments can pave the way for fresh beginnings.

The film that guided me through the tough times now serves as a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, a constant reminder that even in the face of adversity, the pursuit of happiness and purpose is a journey well worth taking, inspiring me to believe that I can craft my destiny. It's a moment of liberation, a realisation that I hold the power to shape my own reality. With newfound strength and purpose, I step into the future, feeling invigorated, knowing that I can do anything and be anyone I choose to be.

I am discovering that, sometimes, the most extraordinary chapters of life
are written when we grant ourselves the freedom to turn the page.

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‘till next time. Ol