All this to say that today I was thinking about her books and trying to decide which novel of hers reflects closest to my life. Which lovely heroine am I?
And this is what I've decided... I'm afraid I am an Emma... not that I dislike this character at all... It's just that like this character, I think that I can read people and understand them well, and yet... I really can't. I'm completely oblivious to what's really happening around me. I think I'm reading a person one way, when really, I'm totally wrong! Like Emma, I'm a bit of a naive, silly, school-girl, thinking she knows so much of the world and love and how it works, yet really knowing nothing... I read more into little things than is really there... I misunderstand people... I can be flighty... Like this lovely heroine, I seem to make more of a mess of things by thinking I know it all, by thinking I know what's really going on. It's a hard lesson to learn, that I don't fully grasp what I think I do. I often live in a dream world, believing that things are not as they truly are. And often, I have to tell myself to sap out of it... and look at the reality of life...
Oh, how I wish I was more like Elizabeth Bennet... witty, charming, grounded...
But, it's really confirmed in my mind that I am indeed an Emma... and that's OK... as long as my Mr. Knightley hurries up and gets here to straighten me out!
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