I’ve been married to Mister a long time. A long time, y’all. And as much as I can predict certain behaviors or statements, that guy can surprise me still.

 

This past weekend, for example, he asked if I wanted to go see a movie. I said sure. It never occurred to me to ask which movie. I just agreed. So at an appointed time, to the movies we went. We found our assigned seats and I still didn’t think to ask about what the heck we were there to see. A chatty lady took the seat beside me, asked if I’d read the book, and I said no. I didn’t tell her I had no idea if I’d read the book or not, as I didn’t have a clue what we were about to watch. The previews began and the chatty lady quieted down. I got comfortable and looked at the screen.

 

Room” is the movie we saw and it was amazing. The story, the acting – all are top-notch. If you’re thinking of seeing it yourself, maybe check into it a bit (unlike me) and get a general idea of what you’re in for. I can tell you this much: I would not have chosen to read that book, nor would I have elected to see the movie – given my druthers.

 

As much as I know Mister, he knows the same about me. Had he asked if I wanted to see a movie about a woman in captivity, held there with a child of rape, I surely would have sprouted a second head out of my neck and stared at him with such ferocity as to burn his retinas. But he knew better than to ask. And, I suppose, he also knew he could get away with not having to give me any details about our outing. Regardless of how this may seem, he wasn’t taking advantage. The guy had done his research and knew that if I gave this movie a chance, I’d appreciate it. He was completely right about that and I did indeed love this little film.

 

The fact that someone so familiar can still surprise me is inspiring. I don’t merely love Mister. I happen to really like him. A lot. He’s my favorite person and I am beyond grateful for getting to ride the waves of life by his side. Still. After all these years. And being surprised by the guy is such a bonus! I mean – I wish I could convey the joy, the feelings, but it’s all so big and beyond my capacity for words.

 

As we were leaving the theater, we saw the gi-normous “Hunger Games” wall display partially shown above. I asked him to take my photo with it, and he said sure. He didn’t understand why I chose a particular place to stand, nor did he understand why I wrapped my scarf around my hands as if it were a weapon. And then he got it, and laughed. I surprise him sometimes, too. Still. And that’s pretty freakin’ beautiful.

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