than to never have loved at all?
This came to mind as I was watching the movie, "Hope Springs." Let me preface my comments by saying I love Meryl Streep. She's an amazing actress and her partner in the movie, Tommy L. Jones, is also a favorite of mine. Having said that, this movie was painful to watch. In fact, just over half way through, I gave up. To those of you who haven't heard about it, it's about a couple married for 31 years who go to a therapist to try to renew the passion in their lives.
Painful. Painful. Painful.
If they were trying for an adult rom-com, as I've read in some of the reviews, the writers missed it by a long shot.
Anyway, that got me to thinking about the adage that I began with -
"Is it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all?"
I don't know, but this is how I see it.
There was this neighborhood restaurant that the boys and I used to go to a lot for breakfast, and they always had these beautiful pies for sale in the front counter where you paid. They were garnished just so, and looked delicious.
They were not.
The crusts tasted like cardboard and the filling was straight from the can, leaving that metallic taste behind.
They were not good. At all.
In fact, I tried several, thinking I was always picking the wrong one, but none of them ever tasted as good as they looked.
So, would it have been better to imagine how good they would be, or was it better to eat some and be incredibly disappointed?
Same thing with falling in love -
Is it better to experience it and get hurt, or keep the image of what you expect it to be, and live in blissful ignorance?
What do you think?
This came to mind as I was watching the movie, "Hope Springs." Let me preface my comments by saying I love Meryl Streep. She's an amazing actress and her partner in the movie, Tommy L. Jones, is also a favorite of mine. Having said that, this movie was painful to watch. In fact, just over half way through, I gave up. To those of you who haven't heard about it, it's about a couple married for 31 years who go to a therapist to try to renew the passion in their lives.
Painful. Painful. Painful.
If they were trying for an adult rom-com, as I've read in some of the reviews, the writers missed it by a long shot.
Anyway, that got me to thinking about the adage that I began with -
"Is it better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all?"
I don't know, but this is how I see it.
There was this neighborhood restaurant that the boys and I used to go to a lot for breakfast, and they always had these beautiful pies for sale in the front counter where you paid. They were garnished just so, and looked delicious.
They were not.
The crusts tasted like cardboard and the filling was straight from the can, leaving that metallic taste behind.
They were not good. At all.
In fact, I tried several, thinking I was always picking the wrong one, but none of them ever tasted as good as they looked.
So, would it have been better to imagine how good they would be, or was it better to eat some and be incredibly disappointed?
Same thing with falling in love -
Is it better to experience it and get hurt, or keep the image of what you expect it to be, and live in blissful ignorance?
What do you think?
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