We watch these movies, each time a new one
is released we drag our male companion to the first cinema we can find. We know
what will happen, boy meets girl and then they fight and break-up but by some
force of nature get back together. There is usually a scene where someone is
running at the airport. We know this. I know this. That fact still does not
deter me from watching another and another and each time feeling a glimmer of
hope, that someday, maybe today I will meet the perfect stranger.
I did meet the perfect stranger who became
very real in my life. There were scenes of our meeting that were so surreal and
movie-like. I spent hours and hours replaying and telling these unbelievable
stories to all my friends who listened in awe. The truth is, I had spent most
of my teenage years watching everything from Titanic to Save the Last Dance
and wondered if a Quirky Cathy like me would ever experience that. I experienced
more than the light stuff, I experienced some darkness too. While I understand that a
bond is far more important than the flashing scenes of “it was fate friend!” , those moments still make me smile. Honestly those are the things that remain as
treasures that we can open and reopen again and again. The first time someone
surprised you with a gift, picked you up or kissed you while the sun set remains
engraved in the warmth of the heart. After the wounds have healed and the anger
subsides, we are left with those irreplaceable memories.
Be it cheesy or not, we all have some kind
of reel of our favourite moments. This is why I watch and am moved each time.
It is not because I am obsessed with the idea of love, but more the
possibilities that love can bring. Science fiction or action even romance can show highly
unlikely scenarios but only love can make us crazy enough to make them a
reality. Or at the least desire to make it our reality.
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