“It is not enough to survive, you have to live”

I always was a big Bridget Jones fan... I saw all the movies and read all the books... I actually read the last book before widowhood… When I saw the movie "Bridget Jones baby" I remember to complain that the movie didn’t had nothing to do with the books. And that the books were so much better etc… I was so sad for her loss when I read the last book, and I remember to think how hard that much had been (if she was a real person of course)… But I found her inspiring... Mr Darcy was the love of her life and even though he dies she still loves him... She still carries his memory and love with her while she moves forward with her life... She cannot crystallize in that moment... She have 2 kids, she needs to keep going for them... Then in 2020 James passed… I could relate even more with that pain… thinking of that book always gave me hope… I mean if Bridget can so can I, right?… Today I went to see the movie based on the last book, "Mad about the boy"... I went with other fellow widows from WAY (Widowed and Young). We all knew that the movie could be triggering so what better company than other widowers? We could support each other and give tissues one needed... Of course the books are always better, they can put as much in a movie... but still the movie was so accurate in so many things... It was one of the best descriptions of widowood I saw on a movie... The advices from outsiders, that never went through widowood, the "oh you are so strong" or the "you are still young"... There is no correct way of living widowood, we all have our own singular and solitary journey... some of us have kids, like Bridget, others, like me, don't... but all of us went through the lost of our partner, or "partner in crime". We will love them until our last breath, but sometimes, like in the case of Bridget, we can find a new love... That will never substitute the previous, will just be a new one to add on top of the previous... like when you have a kid, if you have a second or a third you will not stop to love the previous ones... you just get even more love to give... I found the ending truly poetic, with the white owl flying away after knowing Bridget and the kids will have someone good to help them navigate life... Like the owl was Mr Darcy looking after them and finally finding peace when he could see they were living and not only surviving...

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