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Oct. 16th, 2003 10:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sierciaWe went and saw My Life Without Me last night. Excellent movie, despite being a little slow sometimes.
The basic plot of the movie is that a 23 year old woman, married with 2 small daughters, is diagnosed with terminal cancer and given 3 months to live. She eschews treatment beyond basic painkillers, and doesn't tell her family at all. She makes a list of all the things she wants to do before she dies, and sets about to do them..
It's funny, but since I've fallen into the motherhood groove, the thought of dying while Widget is still little is the one thing that just makes me lose it. More even than the thought of Widget dying herself (I can rationalize it... I can tell myself that I can handle losing her, but the thought of her adrift without her mom just tears me apart. So needless to say, this was an emotional movie to watch.
It must have gotten more inside my head than I even thought, too. I came home last night and spent most of my night dreaming that Wiley was dying of cancer. The really weird thing was the little bits that my brain chose to focus on about it... Say, I was talking to Jade on TIM, and she asked how things were, and I started to tell her, then stopped, because I didn't know if Wiley wanted to tell people himself. Or, I got into a huge fight with my boss because he wanted to send me on an install trip, and I didn't know if I could go. Weird shit like that. It almost makes sense... you can't deal with the HUGE issues, you focus on the little pointless things.
Either way, it wasn't a great dream, or a great way to wake up this morning.
The basic plot of the movie is that a 23 year old woman, married with 2 small daughters, is diagnosed with terminal cancer and given 3 months to live. She eschews treatment beyond basic painkillers, and doesn't tell her family at all. She makes a list of all the things she wants to do before she dies, and sets about to do them..
It's funny, but since I've fallen into the motherhood groove, the thought of dying while Widget is still little is the one thing that just makes me lose it. More even than the thought of Widget dying herself (I can rationalize it... I can tell myself that I can handle losing her, but the thought of her adrift without her mom just tears me apart. So needless to say, this was an emotional movie to watch.
It must have gotten more inside my head than I even thought, too. I came home last night and spent most of my night dreaming that Wiley was dying of cancer. The really weird thing was the little bits that my brain chose to focus on about it... Say, I was talking to Jade on TIM, and she asked how things were, and I started to tell her, then stopped, because I didn't know if Wiley wanted to tell people himself. Or, I got into a huge fight with my boss because he wanted to send me on an install trip, and I didn't know if I could go. Weird shit like that. It almost makes sense... you can't deal with the HUGE issues, you focus on the little pointless things.
Either way, it wasn't a great dream, or a great way to wake up this morning.