Christopher Robin and the Magic of Pooh Bear
In the immediate days following my son's move to college, I had some teary moments and sad hours. I quilted a little with Louise (my sewing machine), moped about, and tried to pull myself together. This empty nest thing was not going well. Two days post departure, Trey calls with a smile in his voice and says he wants to go see the newly released film "Christopher Robin"with his Mama. (Going to the movies is sort of our thing. Sci-fi and superhero movies are favorites, but we also go to most animated Disney-Pixar movies and pretty much anything else that piques interest.)
The following day, we trekked to the local theater and spent nearly two hours being entertained and charmed by Pooh and his entourage and eating way too much popcorn. It was a lovely movie, and just what I needed to make me feel better. Maybe Trey needed it, too.
Trey and I spent many hours reading Pooh stories during his childhood, and he used to say he wished the magic of the Hundred Acre Wood was real. Maybe that's why I have a bee hive in my back yard...I keep hoping to find Pooh dipping into the honey with his furry little bottom sticking out the top of my hive. While I'm waiting for the magic to materialize, I'll share my favorite quote from the movie that can be found in the first few minutes of the official trailer. The film is just as sweet as the trailer suggests.
Trey and I spent many hours reading Pooh stories during his childhood, and he used to say he wished the magic of the Hundred Acre Wood was real. Maybe that's why I have a bee hive in my back yard...I keep hoping to find Pooh dipping into the honey with his furry little bottom sticking out the top of my hive. While I'm waiting for the magic to materialize, I'll share my favorite quote from the movie that can be found in the first few minutes of the official trailer. The film is just as sweet as the trailer suggests.
Winnie the Pooh- “What should happen if you forget about me?”
Christopher Robin (as a young boy)- “Silly old bear. I won’t ever forget about you, Pooh. I promise. Not even when I’m a hundred.”
I suppose I felt the need to write about this because in those short hours spent in darkness, smiling at Pooh and his antics, my feelings of loss, loneliness, and sadness went away. The message sent by the production was clear; live and love for today, remember yesterday fondly, and look to the future with anticipation and hope. Thankfully, I got the message loud and clear. I believe my son did as well. Later in the week, he texted me a sweet message out of the blue "I won't ever forget about you Mama, I promise. Not even when I'm a hundred."
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