One very vivid childhood memory of mine includes my mother and the movie E.T. I remember making fun of my mom for how she would ALWAYS cry every.single.time we watched our recorded-from-tv-VHS-tape (you know what I’m talking about!). The phrase “E.T. phone home” is evidently gut wrenching. I never understood it.
Not only did I not get it, but I certainly never did it. I just didn’t cry over movies. The occasional book, sure, but movies, no way.
Then I turned 25.
Last year I turned 25 and apparently discovered emotions. Or at least emotional reactions to cinema. Over the last year there has not been a movie that I’ve seen that has not involved tears. And sometimes a mutlple parts.
I’m not talking about just a little eye water. I’m talking throat tightening, drops rollin’ down the cheeks tears.
There is something about turning 25 that also means turning into your mother. Maybe that something is the realization that turning into your mom is not such a bad thing.
I remember going to see ET in the theater with my aunt Becky. We went to the bathroom before the show, and she (having seen the movie before) told me we needed to take a LOT of extra paper towels because we were going to cry a lot in the movie.
I don’t remember if I cried or not, but today alone, I cried like 5 times at various TV shows and movies. Its true that there is a certain age where your emotions take over!