Oh. My. God.
You know the expression "I laughed until I cried" - well, I'm not sure if it's a depression issue I've been having lately, or a perimenopause issue I'm fairly sure I've been having lately, but I laughed and cried at the same time. No, not the kind of cry you do when you've been laughing - that's one of those laughed-so-hard-tears-welled-up-in-my-eyes kind of crys, and that's not what I mean here. I mean I began to laugh and by the time I was through reading, I was bawling.
In a good way.
Bawling with a laugh.
Nevermind.
Enjoy!
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Happy New Year!
While my jobless ass has plenty of time to tackle all those house chores that I never have time to do, I think I'll just sit down and blog about something totally useless. After all, what are blogs for? And we've just established I have nothing better to do!
Flipping through channels and came across The Bridges of Madison County. This is probably my favorite love story-type movie. I never have been able to figure out why it is that I cry each and every time I see the scene where Fran is in the truck waiting on her husband to come out of the store, and she sees Robert standing there in the rain just looking at her. No words are spoken, yet I immediately start the water works. I thought 'well, they are phenomenal actors. That's all. It's just a well-acted scene.' True, no arguement with that, but that's not all. I think I figured out what it is about it that draws such a response from me without anything more than just a look between actors. In the movie, Robert and Francesca share a very special thing between them, something so powerful that it lasts for decades after they spent only 4 days together, never to see each other again. I realized tonight that even after 4 husbands, I have never known a love like that. That's sad in itself, but here's the kicker: I'm 40 years old. Chances are I never will.
With that, I will make a New Year's Resolution: Get over it.
Flipping through channels and came across The Bridges of Madison County. This is probably my favorite love story-type movie. I never have been able to figure out why it is that I cry each and every time I see the scene where Fran is in the truck waiting on her husband to come out of the store, and she sees Robert standing there in the rain just looking at her. No words are spoken, yet I immediately start the water works. I thought 'well, they are phenomenal actors. That's all. It's just a well-acted scene.' True, no arguement with that, but that's not all. I think I figured out what it is about it that draws such a response from me without anything more than just a look between actors. In the movie, Robert and Francesca share a very special thing between them, something so powerful that it lasts for decades after they spent only 4 days together, never to see each other again. I realized tonight that even after 4 husbands, I have never known a love like that. That's sad in itself, but here's the kicker: I'm 40 years old. Chances are I never will.
With that, I will make a New Year's Resolution: Get over it.
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