“Because I have known despair, I value hope. Because I have tasted frustration, I value fulfillment. Because I have been lonely, I value Love.” –Leonard Nimoy
I really like the 2002 movie version of Alexandre Dumas’ 1844 French classic, “The Count of Monte Cristo”. It has wonderfully talented and admirable actors; the plot is sensational, filled with twists, revenge, sword fights, love, death, treasure, pirates and forgiveness. I highly recommend it!
On the other hand, after just finishing the book (translated and abridged by Lowell Bair) and I cannot really see how they compare. As usual (99.999% of the time) the book is far better than the movie. There is so much more to the book (more characters, more heartbreak, more justice). It is really a book of substance. It makes you smile, hold your breath at moments, gasp – because you did not anticipate that plot twist, and think. The thinking part makes it more enjoyable. This classic has become one of my favorite books.
The book deals mainly with right and wrong. Strong and timeless archetypes (a recurrent symbol or motif in literature, art, or mythology) are evident throughout the story; we see the benevolent guide, damsel in distress, scapegoat, an evil temptress, death and rebirth, light vs. dark, good vs. evil, educated stupidity vs. innate wisdom… This mixture provides a thrilling and thought provoking journey through 17th century France.
In the end, I highly recommend both the book, and the 2002 screen adaptation. They are both their own creatures; but they both, effectively, communicate the same ageless message.
My parents are celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary on Monday. I am so grateful for the example of love I have grown up with, both from them and my paternal grandparents who where happily married for 55 years before my grandpa died.
I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately.
Webster’s Dictionary defines love as:
In a world where divorce is commonplace and some Hollywood starlets can only make their marriages last 36 hours to 72 days, I still believe in true love. I believe in true love because I have seen it.
Trying to define something that is more often felt than understood is difficult (although Webster sure gave it a try).
As the definition shows, there are more kinds of love than romantic love; I think that makes love even more important. At the risk of sounding like Bubba (from Forrest Gump) there is brotherly/sisterly love, love for friends, self-love, etc.
If it is not already a habit of yours, make sure you tell the ones you love that you love them, daily.
Make sure you take this Sunday (Father’s Day) to tell you Dad you love him. I was blessed with amazing parents who love me and my sister, and each other very much.
Thank you, Mom & Dad. Thank you for showing me what I am waiting for, true love, and that it is worth waiting for.
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep
because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss
“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.”
― Elbert Hubbard
“ 4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.” 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 New International Version (NIV)
I am lucky, in that my best friend is my sister.
She is my older sister, so she had literally been here for me my whole life.
She has some quirks, but she is fun, caring, and inspiring. She is an artist (she can draw wonderfully, make beautiful jewelry and amazing gum paste decorations). She is a fantastic teacher, and an author.
My sister is also my personal stylist, loudest cheerleader and often the first person to kick me when I need to be. My best friend funny and bold; she is radiant and opinionated.
She is a great cook, a gardener, a collector of frogs (not real ones, decorative ones), snowmen (for Christmastime of course) and books. My best friend always has my back. She is the keeper of my secrets, because I cannot keep them to myself.
My best friend is beautiful and brilliant. She is resilient, talented, and unique.
In honor of Valentine’s Day (Singles Awareness Day, or if you are in Finland, Ystävänpäivä – literally translated as “Friends Day”) tomorrow, I pose the following question…
In a fantasy world, if you could fall in love with any movie, television or book character
(CHARACTERS NOT ACTORS)
who would you choose? Can you name 14?
Here are mine:
14. James Bond – The James Bond Series (by: Ian Flemming)
13. Gale Hawthorne – The Hunger Games Series (by: Suzanne Collins)
12. Don Lockwood – Singing in the Rain (1952)
11. Rhett Butler – Gone With The Wind (by: Margret Mitchell)
10. Aragorn – The Lord of the Rings Series (by: J.R.R. Tolkien)
9. Robin Hood – Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves (1991)
8. Westley – The Princess Bride (by: William Goldman)
7. Dr. Kevin Novak – The Ashley Stockingdale Series (by: Kristin Billerbeck)
6. Owen Palmer – The Enchanted, Inc Series (by: Shanna Swendson)
5. Nathan Scott – One Tree Hill (2003-2012)
4. Jay Gatsby – The Great Gatsby (by: F. Scott Fitzgerald)
3. Marty Deeks – NCIS LA (2010 – )
2. Luc DeForges – A Billion Reasons Why (by: Kirsten Billerbeck)
1. Francisco d’Anconia – Atlas Shrugged (by: Ayn Rand)
What you will need:
-1 wire (shirt) hanger
-pretty paper (scrapbook paper, construction paper…)
-tape (Scotch, masking, duct…)
Bend the hanger like so…
STEP 2 –
Cut the paper in free-handed spiral like so…
Roll the cut paper like so…
If your pretty paper is one sided, roll it so that the pretty side is on the inside.
When done, they will look like this-
Affix the pretty paper roses like so…
Add a pretty piece of ribbon to the hanger and voila!
A few years ago I saw the idea to write a list of 100 things that you love. I started a list of my own and did not finish it (I think I got to 32 things).
Last week I started reading the second book in The Secret series, The Power. So far I love it. It talks about how, “Every good thing is created in love… Love is a positive force… Love is the positive force”; it helps me understand some of the things I had trouble applying/accepting from The Secret.
I have realized I do not use the word “love” enough in my life. I kind of always thought that love was mushy and romantic or the unbreakable bond that you share with your family and best friends. I am coming to see that I was looking at love through a viewfinder with a very narrow slit. Why can’t I apply the word love to how I feel in my favorite dress? Why can’t I apply the word love to my addiction to the delicious combination of chocolate and peanut butter, or pineapple? Why can’t I apply the word love to the crisp smell and feel of an Autumn day?
We should celebrate the little things that make us smile. Every day. From a great parking spot, a kind cashier, an actual letter in the mail, to a great hair day, a compliment from a stranger or hearing an old favorite song on the radio.
I completed my list [of 100 things that I love] last week. I challenge you to write your own list. Then when you have one of those inevitable bad days, when everything seems to be going against you, you can read over your list and refocus your thoughts and outlook.