Whispers between the Shadow and the Soul

     Being the avid reader that I am, I often find myself going through different “phases.”  I relate to the heroines of the books that I read, and consequently, I find myself daydreaming of the heroes of the books I read.  More so when I books I read are made into movies and I get to see the object of my daydreams enfleshed.  Yes, I’ve gone through a Legolas phase (The Lord of the Rings) and a Landon Carter phase (A Walk to Remember).  I also went through a brief Harry Potter phase, and I distinctly remember having thought that Cedric Diggory was cute, but he was killed off too soon and I didn’t get the chance to explore that phase more.  Little did I know that the fleeting interest I held would be resurrected to a whole new level when the same actor would play the character who is the object of my current obsessive phase; Edward Cullen.

     When I first heard about the book Twilight, I was intrigued by the number of people who say that it’s a fantastic book.  I never got to buy a copy, since I was pinching pennies that time, but I did read the plot summary and it seemed quite interesting.  I was specifically intrigued by the male protagonist, who also happens to be a vampire.  Seeing that my then-boyfriend, and now-husband is fond of biting… well, you could see where the attraction came from.  To make the long story short, I watched the movie, and then I was hopelessly hooked.

     The mania died down for a while, but when a colleague lent me her copy of Twilight, my attraction to Edward Cullen came rushing back.  And I am again hopelessly on the “Edward phase” of my infatuations.  Of course, beyond the raging hormones, I should say that the novel is a very good read.  The romance is surreal yet made believable.  I would not attempt to make a review though, as my hormone-induced state of mind would most likely just gush on the ethereal perfection of the book’s protagonist.

     So me just humor the airhead in me as I shout out, “I love you Edward!”

***No offense to my hubby.  You know I love you more honey!

     James and I have been together for almost three years now, but last week was the first time that we ever went to the movies together.  This may seem funny, but somehow, our dates in the past were not typical of a young couple.  One movie, though, peaked our interest enough to make us watch it on the big screen.  Disney-Pixar’s “Up”.

     We had high expectations for the movie, as we’ve heard so many nice things about it.  Friends told us that the movie made them cry.  What they didn’t tell us was how soon it made them cry.  James and I, emotional as we are, were crying within the first 15 minutes of the movie.  And we stopped crying just enough to give us a breather before the next round of tears start.

     One wouldn’t expect an animated film to be a tearjerker, but Up certainly is.  But more than that, the movie is a celebration of true love and of dreams that never die.  And that oftentimes, the simple far outweighs the grand.  James and I stepped out of the moviehouse wishing that we would find ourselves living a married life as happy and content as that of Carl and Ellie.

     To anyone who still hasn’t watched the movie, I strongly suggest that you do.  It might just change the way you look at life.