Snickollet’s post today was particularly bittersweet, and crushing, and lovely. Especially given where Patrick and I are in life – about to be parents, about to have our babies, about to share all of the experiences, good and bad, that come with that. Living without my husband for a couple of months has given me just a tiny taste of how difficult it is to manage a household and family, logistically, when one is alone and working full time. I cannot imagine coupling these burdens with grief, with not being able to tell yourself that he’s just fine and coming back to you soon. I can’t imagine the willpower this woman, this stranger, has that keeps her from drowning in it all. I don’t know her – for all I know she could be entirely fictional, though I doubt it. But her words really hit me today.
I also watched Away From Her last night, a stirring movie about a different kind of grief, a different kind of end to a marriage. It, too, is bittersweet, crushing, and lovely, and I recommend watching it – perhaps not alone at night while hopped up on hormones – but watch it just the same.
And now it’s time to rent Dumb and Dumber or something, before I jump off a cliff and take Jack with me.
Wow. I\’m proud of you. I chickened out of AfH at Hastings and went w/La Vie en Rose instead. I don\’t think I\’d call it bittersweet or crushing or lovely. I\’d call it odd, powerful, and meh all at the same time.
meh? Really. Boo. I was excited about that one.
Away from Her is really crushing, and it\’s Julie Christie who crushes. She plays it beautifully – and please God? If you\’re listening? Can I please age like her? Because she is GORGEOUS. Anyway, it didn\’t end the way I thought it would – I\’m still pondering the ending. But I woke up like five times in the night, for the usual reason, and then the movie replayed in my head and made it hard to fall back asleep. It\’s like the whole world is aligned against me being well rested.
I really need to get a netflix account I feel so left out and out of touch. : )
I can see why that moved you especially in your shoes. I am glad I am not as emotional as I was either pregnancy but my heart is so much softer now. I\’ll have to get a netflix account and check some of those movies out.
Amanda posted something from Snickollet\’s blog awhile back, and I got sucked into her story. Man. She can write for sure, and her story is just so so sad.
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