This calendar is not only about Christmas. You can’t colour me in patina to make me write about that all the time. Besides, I will run out of Christmas topics before the end if I do.
This year I’ve been to the movies quite a bit. Some years I probably only go see one or two. It depends on what’s in store. In 2017 I’ve seen 6 movies and one more to come. That’s a personal record. I’ve seen ‘Kong: Skull Island’ (twice), ‘Guardians of the Galaxy vol 2’, ‘Pirates of the Caribbean 5’, ‘Paddington 2’, ‘Thor: Ragnarok’ and the latest is ‘Murder on the Orient Express’ In 10 days it’s “Star Wars The last Jedi.
Watching movies has been an escape since I was 9 or 10. The first movie I ever saw was when I was 3 years old. I belonged to a movie club with my mother when I was in primary school where we went to see one movie once a week. It was movies for kids.
I always stay until the end. Most people leave as soon as the movie ends. Some movies have post-credit scenes. Like the Kong movie. You see people online being surprised there have been one. Well, you should have stayed until the end. It’s kind of funny reading people reactions. I don’t know why people are such in a hurry. Movie tickets are not cheap so you might just enjoy it while it last.
People have their snacks and drinks in the movie theatre. Then they have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the movie. I had to do it once when I saw ‘Batman, The dark knight rises’ and I hope I never have to do it again. I dislike missing scenes from movies. That’s one of the reasons why I never have anything to drink at the movies. I don’t even have candy with me that often. When you eat sweets, you get thirsty and then you have to drink. You know what happens when you do. At home, you can pause a movie but at the movies, you can’t.
The problem going to the movies are other people in there. Sometimes there are people who neither can’t be quiet or they keep rustle their candy bags. Luckily there haven’t been any nightmare viewers when I’m been to the movies. The other is commercials. 15 minutes of the same ones you see on TV and then a few movie trailers. I’ve started to arrive at the theatre about 10 minutes before the movie begins. Even that is too early. It’s wrong to pay for a ticket and then waiting for the commercials to end. 10 minutes would be enough. I don’t know why movie theatres do it. Trailers I can do but commercials are too much. Especially when they’re so stupid these days. You just have to accept the way things are. Nothing beats a movie on the big screen. That’s something you can’t get at home.
Christmas time is sacred and it shouldn’t be as a spending holiday because when we leave this earth, there’s no use for material things anymore.
Today’s writing 101 is perfect for me. If someone knows about loss, it’s me. It feels like my whole life has been about loss. Nothing is worse than losing a loved one. Going personal now even if this blog is not about that. This will be a difficult task for me to write but I have to do it. So here it goes.
It started in 1983 (soon my age will be revealed :D) I was 6 years old. My big sister had been ill since she was a child but it got worse as she got older. I was so young at the time so I don’t remember much about it. She spent her time in the hospital a lot. That’s one of the reasons I don’t like hospitals. My mother had to stop working to care of her at home. I went to preschool so my mother could concentrate on my sister’s well-being. All I remember her laying on the hospital bed with see-through plastic over her bed and her food didn’t stay inside her stomach her anymore. I don’t exactly know what kind of disease she had. It was something about her immune system.
So on October 26, they called from the hospital that my sister had passed away. I don’t remember how the news was told to me. I asked my mother about it years later. I had been in my bedroom making a box out of Lego and put Lego pieces in it. She asked what I was doing and I asked who will give her food now (or something like that) Just the thought about a 6-year-old wondering about that is heartbreaking. I don’t think I really understood what had happened. That was the first time I knew what loss was. It turned my life completely. I’ve thought about how my life would have been if it things wouldn’t have turned out the way they did. I never talked about my sister because people wouldn’t have understood anyway. I did that a few times and they just felt sorry for me. I just didn’t like the look on their faces. There was an incident in school with a class mate once but my mother never told me what it was even if I asked. I don’t remember any of it. Maybe it was for the better. Growing up without a sibling, takes its toll. I would be a total different person if I had my sister around. She was only 10 and too young to die. I was glad she was my sister.
Even if I’m not religious, I do believe in God. Even if God is the serial killer that never gets caught. He takes people away from you no matter how important they are to you. It doesn’t matter if they’re good, God still punishes you. Maybe there is a reason for it. But it doesn’t stop there. Just when you thought your life is back on track, next thing happens.
To be continued…