Last night I made a big mistake: I watched "PS. I love you" by myself. Why was this a mistake? Because I am sick, and getting weepy over a movie, doesn't really help that. Anyways, it got me thinking. For those of you who don't know the plot, here is the Cambell's Soup version: Irish boy finds girl, they marry, he dies from brain tumor, she tries to get over him, he speaks from the dead. Ok, so I am sure that cleared everything up.
Anyways, as Jerry (Irish stud and husband who dies) is in the hospital with his tumor, he sets out this entire plan to get his soon to be widowed wife on her feet and following her dreams. So he writes her letters to be delivered at different times and plans trips for her and makes her do things that she wouldn't have done if it weren't for him. This whole process takes over a year, but at the end of it, she realizes that she can't feel Jerry around anymore and she is able to, somewhat, rest with the idea that moving on is alright.
This made me think of my favorite quote from "Dan in Real Life". As follows: "This corn is like an angel..." Which reminded me of my second favorite quote, "Love is not a feeling; it is an ability." I think that too often we are confused as to what love is. Love can be lost; love can be found. Love is not easy, in fact, it is often the hardest thing that we have to deal with. Love knows misery, and love understands shame. But love can also die, if not nurtured. Aristotle said, "Love is composed of a single sole, inhabiting one body..." but this is only part of the equation. Loving one person is not enough; at very least love yourself also. Because if you cannot love yourself, you will not be able to pour love into others. It hurts me to see people that I love, struggling with their ability to love, especially when they don't see it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I could do it better! But I am saying that love hurts, and it is hard. And the only thing worse that living without love, is walking away from it.
~KL~
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