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Movie Club: How to Fall in Love
Hi gang, this is Commodore: Mrs.
Wysiwyg's husband and I want to take a minute talking about the movie
How to Fall in Love and my reflections on it. For those of you who don't
know, I'm about 8 years older that my lovely bride and 10 years
advanced in school - mainly because I started early and then skipped a
grade. As such, I grew up in the 70's and graduated in the early to mid
80's and had a completely different perspective of school. And on top of
that, I -W-A-S- the nerd that everyone gawked at... well, those first
couple years anyway.
When I was watching it, I was reminded of my
own heartaches in high school. As Kurt Evans' character went thru his
issues with Brooke D'Orsay's high school rejection, it reminded me of
how many times I too felt that pang. Ok, I admit it: I had a thing for
readheads and that one factor often led to disaster. But let's be honest
here, and I want a show of hands, we all know that women can be
difficult when they want to be, but there is something about a natural
ginger that can escalate that difficulty into the stratosphere. Being a
sandy-brown out of a family of red-locks, I truly believed that if ever
there was someone in this world who could manage the circumstances of
dating a red-haired little girl, it would be me. Yea, right...
Heartbreak City. Don't get me wrong, they weren't mean or cruel about
the rejections, just rejectful. And when you're 14, 15, 16 years old,
that hurts a lot. Added to that, I was a chubby kid who was not good at
sports and a brainiac that put most of my peers into the
mode. Either that or them using me as their own personal counselor as
they talked about how their boyfriends treated them badly. So dates
usually meant either books or boring. And like the young Kurt's
character, I too went to the dances. Ugh! Don't even get em started on
the full-scale level of rejection there!
But then one day, a
friend/girl named Jackie said she wanted to help me. This shy little
angel who was a great friend but nothing like I thought I wanted, was my
age, in the grade below me, and was wanting to teach me how to relax
around girls. In exchange, she wanted me to be her chauffeur for the
various things she did, like getting to her job at Sonic drive-in. She
said that part of my problem was how I acted (tense) and that I tried
too hard to be nice. She then started helping me to understand how I
felt and reacted versus what was actually going on. She was my real-life
dating coach, as it were, who did the kissing bit and all, just like
the show. We told everyone that we were not a couple and spent the next
crazy six months lying to everyone and especially, ourselves. Then, with
only a couple days notice, she had to move away. In her absence, I
realized just what she meant to me even if it was too late.
saw her again a few years later... at her wedding! She had moved away
only to fall in love with another guy. Was that a hard thing to sit
through? Yeah, it was hard for me. But after the ceremony when she was
introducing me to her new love, she did so by saying that I was the guy
who taught her was real love was and what it meant to be loved. In an
instant, I was humbled in my spirit by her and simultaneously being
crushed by a hug from him. When I walked away from that church, I had a
whole new perspective on life, love, and living.
It took many
years and many more heartaches before I finally found my beloved wife,
but I am still grateful to Jackie for her care and friendship. Would my
story have made as good a movie? I highly doubt it because I think their
version was much better, but I do feel my "dating coach" story means
more to me.
And now I'm thankful for this cute movie and those who helped make it for reminding me of such a wonderful set of memories.
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