Freaky Friday: I’m trying to understand my daughter’s world, yet still be the mom she needs me to be.
My favorite movie, at the moment, is Freaky Friday. It ALWAYS makes me cry! My daughter caught me tonight, with tear-filled eyes, and laughed with sheer delight (ridicule?) at my tears. I didn’t mind because she had the kind of grin on her face that said she knew the reason I was crying is because I love her so much. I mean, who else would like that movie so much, except for a teen daughter or the mother of a teen daughter?
The story is about a mother and daughter who have grown apart a little and don’t understand each other’s lives or struggles. By Chinese fortune cookie magic, their bodies are switched until they can demonstrate compassion for each other. Ridiculous, impossible and unbiblical…but any mother of a daughter can easily relate to this movie. Perhaps because the storyline is so unbelieveable, it is easy to accept the premise.
I start crying right from the very first chord struck in the opener. The movie opens to the song Happy Together by the Turtles and as the tune plays, famous classical paintings of mother and child slowly move across the screen. That opener gets to me every single time! If I walked into Costco and this movie started playing on all those cool big-screen TVs, I’d start bawling right there. In fact, if I even just think about the opening scenes of the movie, I could make myself start crying. I don’t know how to link to the paintings, but here are the words to enjoy and contemplate.
Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it’s only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together
If I should call you up, invest a dime
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine
So happy together
I can’t see me lovin’ nobody but you
For all my life
When you’re with me, baby the skies’ll be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
http://www.theturtles.com/songs/happy.html
I will probably add to this post, as I usually do. I have no fear of editors…I seem to edit my own posts every time I re-read them. Is that normal?
I like that movie too and can relate for the same reasons. No need to fear editors. The definition of a blog is the unedited writings of a single individual. (Per my blog class last summer at Cornerstone Music Festival, Instructor Dave King. You can link to him at http://www.ideajoy.blogspot.com He’s Canadian, but other wise he’s okay. (j/k–Canadians are great!)
Suzi
My father emigrated from Canada as a college student and became a citizen when I was about 8 or 10. We have lots of family up there. Yes, Canadians are OK!
Kulukukukukukuku!
Oh no I can’t edit this. Why have the powers that be prohibited the editing of comments? I better be nice to the hosers up North.