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I’ve been a bit under the weather the past few days, so i’ve watched a great deal of television. I will admit to you i’m a bit of a wuss when it comes to emotional movies. Always have been and always will be. While I find it annoying when people say it’s not manly, I really don’t think less of myself for it. In fact I pity people that are so jaded that their emotions aren’t allowed to show. I watched several tear jerker movies all in a row it seemed. Each time one would end, I would flip a few channels only to find another. Maybe I chose to watch them as I’ve been feeling a bit down on myself lately and just wanted to wallow in varying depths of sadness for awhile. Whatever the reason I continued to watch. First up was We Are Marshall, which tells the story of rebuilding the Marshall College football team after the 1970 plane crash that killed 75 people, mostly players and coaches. It was a very powerful and emotional story. After that I watched a few other movies all seeming to pull a tear here and there. Just a little bit ago I watched Elizabethtown again. Now I have blogged about this movie previously and anyone that reads this blog0mine knows my issues with love being like the movies and songs. While watching this movie I had a revelation. That type of love does exist. Maybe not exactly like you see in the movies but it’s there. It’s just shared moments in time. Things that stick in you memory. It can be as simple as holding someone in the dark and caressing their face. Standing in a field of hay on a cold night sharing a starry sky. The romance of movie love is in your face and mostly unattainable but it doesn’t mean it’s not for everyone. Why does romance have to equal a movie’s level to still be considered romance. I haven’t been very lucky in love at all in my life. And i’m starting to realize that has been largely my fault. I was so preoccupied with trying to find that movie type of love that I overlooked the small things. I think that is the secret. It’s the small things. The things that no one else even knows about. Those little moments in time when you feel loved. It doesn’t have to be planned out and overly complicated. It just has to be real. I spend a lot of time worrying about things that I have no control over. I seem to the outside world as very easy going and care free but i’m just the opposite. I can’t stop my mind. It always on wide open. In those precious few moments in time when my mind slows down and I just enjoy that moment, that’s what movie/song romance is about. It’s not the story that matters, it’s the outcome. I’m no romance expert, and I only post this because it helps me to sort my thoughts on an issue when I write them out. I release them publicly only because maybe it will help someone else by reading my jumbled ramblings. Anyways i’ll end this with a song from the movie.