I took my boys to see a chick flick tonight. Okay, so it wasn’t billed as a ‘chick flick’, but it was chock full of emotions. In fact, the majority of the cast was comprised of Emotions. There was Joy, Sadness, Anger, Disgust, and Fear. It was a well-rounded cast. They did pretty well considering they were inside an 11  year old girl. yikes

My son said he wasn’t interested when he saw the previews the first 200 times. Nope, not into emotions and all that. He is 14 after all. It must have been complete boredom or lack of any other movies that drove him to ask to see it today. Whatever it was, it spurred a heated conversation about ‘human nature’ when we got home.

My son is very strong willed. He tends to get an idea in his head and stick to it, regardless of what anyone says or what science proves. He’s right, everyone else is wrong. That is, until he decides to change his mind. It can be frustrating to say the least.

For some reason, after the ’emotion movie’, I was feeling less than patient. The movie was a cartoon, not historical facts or a science lesson. It had the basic story elements of rising conflict and resolution, but I felt raw and exposed afterward. It might have nothing at all to do with the movie. It might have to do with my feelings in general about the state of the world, our country, my family, or myself. It might be my feelings of loneliness, overwhelmedness (yes, it’s a word), anxiety, or lack of……exercise. It could be that I didn’t want to see a rainbow at the top of my tool bar. It could be that I’d like someone to fix my bedroom door. It could be that I’d like to spend some time with a person that didn’t exhaust me.

Then again, it could be that my Joy just fell into a pit of discarded memories and she’s fighting to find her way back to headquarters. I’ll just wait……..cause I said so.