Blog 6: Brain Storming for Long Essay Two

  

 

 

            I fell into a day dream with my eyes open and saw the divorce. Everything changes so fast. There were clues, but I didn’t want to see so I didn’t and when it happened it was a conscious shock but I was unconsciously prepared. Suddenly, I was brought back to reality and closed my eyes so that I can imagine favorable things. I saw me happy with my future husband. In this dream I thought about how we would never divorce, only death would separate us. After all, if you stick with something, it has no choice but to work.  Love is everything. But my love has not yet arrived. So, I’ll do as most single do and turn to movies.

                It was chilly that day. That’s when I saw it. Dark brown eyes, fair skin, black hair, and a stuck up posture to tie it all together.  Joseph Gorden-Lev played perfectly the character Jon in the movie Don Jon.  A cocky gym rat with the cutest, touchable black hair.  Jon went on an odyssey until he found her name. He did what most of us do when we want to search for someone, he looked her up on Facebook and found her. A Facebook message: that’s all it took.  How romantic. He saw no other women because in his eyes, she was the most beautiful. This women Jon was so infatuated with reminded me of me. She stood up straight, exuded confidence, and treated men just as I do. I was engrossed by the moving pictures, It was exciting to know that this women, who was like me in that scene had found someone to love her.

My step mother had found someone to love her. She told me her love story and it was just perfect. They knew each other as children. He told her that one day she would be his wife and as they become older the prophecy came true. Not even distance seemed to dime their passion for one another. When my father came home from his weekday long trip, all three of us would compete for his hugs. I could hear his voice “hola mi amor”, that’s what he would said to us. My father would give each of us a hug and a wet kiss on our cheeks. I didn’t mind, he was home for the weekend. Everything in the house was so much better when he was home. It was happy when he was home. We would clean the house and my step mother made dinner. We sat on the dinner table and ate dinner as a family. My father made funny jokes and we laughed, he enlighten us with his intelligence and we would watch movies together. All three of us would lay on the carpet and our parents would lay on the couch, cuddling, like a loving couple while watching the moving pictures.

 

We never got to watch that movie “Up in the Air”.  She traveled for a living and couldn't be with another man. I know most people didn’t like the ending, but it felt natural. She’s probably home for the weekend. That’s understandable. Her husband is probably just as busy as she is. Just because they don’t see each other as much as other couples do, does not mean they don’t care about each other. Life is tough with many goals to be met.  Life is so busy, I can imagine that they only get a couple of hours to dedicate to each other. When they do get to see each other I’m sure they talk about the future and what they mean to each other. After they have nothing more to say to would do as most companions do after. Unless passion gets in the way then everything would be done in reverse. A few hours in the night to catch each other up it’s all that’s needed. I can close my eyes and imagine how a fast busy life can suddenly become so slow while they talk and listen. Like the earth took a break from its rotation those nights. But it doesn’t and when they realize the earth kept on with its usual rotation, they rush back into existence.  Who needs more than that anyways?