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Frankly My Dear

Frankly, My Dear, I Don’t Give a Damn

Frankly my dear I don't give a damn
Gone with the Wind

Apparently my all time most favorite movie quote “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn” not only made the top 100 list, but is #1. Who knew? When Rhett Butler spoke those heartbreaking words to Scarlett O’Hara back in 1939, they would be eternal and affect people for generations to come.

Two things for as long as I can remember have caused my heart to literally ache. The song “It’s Too Late” as sung by Carole King and Rhett Butler finally giving up on Scarlett after loving her so powerfully for so long.

When I first heard the song, I wasn’t thinking in terms of love or relationships. I was too young. I just remember suddenly realizing (I hadn’t thought about it before) that sometimes it can be too late even if you try really really hard to make it.

Ironically,  I was with my mother and father who ended up divorcing not very long after. I was oblivious. At the time, I was focused on whatever outing was being canceled because we took too long.

Now Rhett giving up on Scarlett, well that scarred me for life. Watching Gone with the Wind for the first time, or for the hundredth time I couldn’t give up all hope. I still haven’t. I think Scarlett O’Hara (me too) clung to the hope that she could somehow win back his heart.


When she asks “Where shall I go? What shall I do?” and he answers “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” It never fails to break my heart.

Why am I telling you this? Ummm… I was sad. When I’m sad I think of these two things. I blogged about it just because, I guess.