I was surprised at how much The Theory of Everything affected me tonight. It was like I took a direct blow to the heart and the pain slowly released itself by leaking from my eyes. My reaction was surprising and took me a little off guard. Why did I find it so painful? When we are young and full of life, we have the best of intentions. We are passionate and bold and believe we can handle anything life hands our way. Then, life dishes it out and piles it on and throws us some more and we left there struggling, forgetting who we once were all those years ago. We wake up one day and life is not what we imagined it to be. Marriage is not some magical vow that ties us together til death do we part. The reality is relationships are hard and painful and they test us beyond what we ever imagined. Is it possible there is a theory for everything? Anything? Is everything just simply random and we desperately want to believe the meaning is there somewhere just beyond our human comprehension?
I thought the story was an amazing one. It shows that we are not defined by the odds. Sometimes, when we least expect it, something so unexpected happens to us, for us. You just never know. You have to wake up when you are lucky to wake up and take each day, each moment as it comes. One of my favorite quotes keeps running through my head tonight,
“In the end, its not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” Abe Lincoln