by R. L. Kopelli
The biggest thing I learned from the movie, Little Miss Sunshine, comes down to one scene – the scene where the teenage son finds out he is color-blind and consequently realizes the demise of his dream of being a pilot…his BIG dream…the dream that you just can’t think of a reason to continue existing without. The one that breaks your heart, breaks your spirit, breaks your will…that dream. The memory of that young man’s reaction still makes me ache.
That’s how we should react when our hopes and dreams are dashed. I couldn’t stop crying while I sat watching that scene in the theater. It touched a place in me that I keep carefully and systematically hidden, buried, and pretend not to have.
I wish I were that brave. Brave enough to openly wail when my heart has been broken because I realize a dream that I had yearned for has been denied. Instead, when I am in the most pain is when I am the quietest - my calm, icy, stoic exterior completely masking the silent scream.
I wish I were that brave.
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