Marley and Me

As I sat watching “Marley and Me” last night while munching some popcorn. I was thinking-here we go again another slap stick dog-tearing up the house movie. Little did I know that unfolding before me was a movie of substance and depth.


I cried as the ending neared, which isn’t surprising as anything about animals can touch me deeply. I guess I was more surprised at how it made me think of my own life in terms of the unfolding of life, my family’s life and how the little gifts can become the biggest gifts of all.


Something as simplistic as watching this “dog” movie turned my mind to deeper thoughts, unveiling layers I’ve covered up with the every day life doing the same old-same old.

You think you have it all sewn up; only to realize your life can take a swift turn and lead you down a road that you never knew existed. This new world appears, with new sights, new textures and new experiences waiting to be experienced by you. You can glide through the shade barely seeing what is out there and then hit a patch of brilliant sunlight discovering your eyes can hardly take in what you see.


Then you realize when your eyes do adjust this new world is perfect for you, even though there was never a plan to visit- let alone stay. When this turning point is put before you, you can either keep going into the unknown letting life discover each moment with you or you can turn back and be comfortable in your known life where everything seems safe.


Deep down we all know that nothing is completely safe. For me, I would choose the brilliant sun each moment that I can remember to do so. I would rather be heading into the unknown where dreams have the possibility of being realized, then to head back home and be comfortable with the bleached out world of the known.