Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspision love actually is all around.
I love watching this movie at Christmastime. It always puts me in the best mood and I always cry at least twice.
I have more to say...but I guess it can wait until tomorrow.
1 comment:
I LOVE that movie, ESPECIALLY the opening monologue and I cry too! Can't wait to see you! :)
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