MARLEY AND ME

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"Marley and Me" made the kids and me cry.
We didn't see it on the big screen, but last night as we all crowded into the dark den around the TV, the message and the meaning of this fine movie--made us all think. I think it was because it touched home.

The wild blond lab...Marley, stole the show...with her energetic, born free spirit. Our lab--which no longer lives with us...I won't get into the details--could have been Marley, although-we called her Prayer...and believe me...there were lots of prayers on her behalf and ours when she set herself in motion.

I guess what struck me about the movie...was the young struggling couple...man's best friend...the kids that came in rapid succession...the strain of a growing family and dreams put on hold for gifts that were never part of the dream, but which ended up as the surprise dream come true. The family of five plus Marley-made it through the tough times, as a team, never giving in-to individual selfish desires...or thoughtless whims...and bonding like crazy glue through it all--with lots of Love and a capricious canine that taught them all- to simply-hang on for dear life!

I was grateful my sons and their cousin Jack, fell asleep before the tearful ending...But there they were, bright and early, up and at 'em...ready this a.m.-for the grand finale...and the final farewell.


I was talking about the movie to some moms today at Zachary's Lacrosse game and one said- what I had been thinking..."The dad was so calm and nice...and cute!" Owen Wilson of course, stole the show and showed us all what being a dad and a husband is all about...because for him, it was all about the family...and for Hollywood-and even for real life dad's--that's a pretty powerful statement.


Marley and Me is a must see movie with a mesmerizing message of simply surprising, sustaining Love!

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