Hold on Tight Spider Monkey!

Hmmm…. doesn’t sound very romantic does it? Well, if you have seen the movie Twilight it’s enough to make you cock your head to the side and say, “Bite Me!!” I never thought I would get hooked on these high school drama books. But what an awesome concept = the one thing you want more in the world is the one thing that could kill you. The one person you feel that gives you life is the one person that will most likely cause your death. So if you haven’t seen the movie or read the book, you’re probably asking how this can be a love story?

To love someone so much that you are willing to truly trust them wiht your life. Knowing that the one thing they feed on, the one thing that can keep them alive is your blood. And for that person to love you so much that they can control this monstrous urge they are born and bred on, because bring with you is more important than feeding on the essence that keeps them alive.

I think most all of us have had boyfriend or girlfriend relationships. Some can say they have truly been in love. But have you experienced that kind of intense passion and ultimate trust that pushes you to the very limits of your being? Can you honestly say you trust your mate with your life and can hand it over to them – like Bella does Edward?

So now lets move to who wants to be a millionaire. When you find “the one” don’t you feel like you’ve won a million dollars? If you haven’t seen SlumDog Millionaire, it’s another one I recommend. Put aside the cultural aspects of how the West views India or vice-versa. What broke thru in this movie to me was this underlying love story that every girl dreams of. The notion that you know the very second your eyes meet that you were destined to be together. The noble pursuit of a man doing whatever it takes, against all odds (and trust me – he was up against some big odds to get Latika), to lay down his life – not only to find and be with her, but so that she can have one too. To walk thru life for years and years searching for her because she is all that resides in his heart. Now, I don’t want to mislead you here – there are other political undertones and themes entertwined into the basis of the movie. It’s the American dream in India – that an orphan can rise from the ashes to greatness. But again, for me, it was the love story that grabbed hold of me as tightly as the seatbelt grabs you in a car accident and stops your breathe for a minute.

Can you imagine knowing that kind of true love? Can you imagine someone searching for it for years and years because no one else could ever take that place in their heart?

I don’t know why I am so obsessed with these two movies right now. Maybe it’s because it’s late, I can’t sleep and I’m laying here in an empty bed (for those of you that have gone thru divorce you know exactly what I’m talking about). Maybe it’s because after having my heart broken so badly I’m trying to find any reason or sign to believe that true love really does exsist in this world and it’s not just a Hollywood mirage. Maybe it’s because Friday is National Wear Red Day to make a stance against heart disease and its one more reminder to me that my heart is broken in more ways than just by love. Maybe it’s because Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and I get to celebrate that day of love with me, myself and I. Or maybe because if I believe in these movies, believe that there are men who can possess this kind of love & intensity then one day there will be hope for me.

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One Response to “Hold on Tight Spider Monkey!”

  1. Cathy Bowyer / Mom Says:

    AND THERE WILL!! YOU WILL FIND LOVE AGAIN!!!
    I am wearing RED tomorrow for YOU and all the other women out there with heart disease. I love you

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