Bridge to Taribithia (spoilers...)

My Sick Valentine and I went to the movies today, and everything started out wonderfully. Popcorn, tickets - getting into the movie. Loving the creativity of the boy and the cuteness of the girl. The two children remind me of my son and niece - and as I watched the movie and their relationship blossom and turn into a really great friendship - I started hoping that my son and niece would have a relationship MUCH like that when they are older.

And then she died.

They didn't show her in the act, but MAN it was sad. Balling, can't catch your breath trying to be quiet OMG what a shock she died crying. I cried like I used to cry at Lassie movies when I was a kid. {I was not allowed to watch them after a while because I always had nightmares about Lassie.....} I sobbed so loud that the lady in front of me turned and looked back at me. {yes, her face was all red when the lights turned on too!} My shirt was wet because I was crying so much. I ran out of nasty popcorn butter napkins to wipe my face! Yes folks, that movie made me sad. We left the theater and I couldn't talk on the phone to my Big Valentine because I was crying. He asked me if it was that time. Um, NO!

However, I quickly recovered and we went to the local flea and I picked up this neato vintage original etching - which is totally fitting for my husband. The Fisherman's Love......is it the sea or is it she?? Well, of course it's both! Duh! I'm going to frame it for my big Valentine's office....