I’ve been trying to get down to the heart of the matter
Because the flesh gets weak
And the ashes will scatter
So I’m thinking about forgiveness
I know, this blog has been so full of Sex and the City. But after tonight’s screening, I can safely say that it has not disappointed me.
Yes, call me a soppy, blubbering romantic, a non-feminist, but I really, really love happily ever afters. We probably don’t need a man in our lives to make us feel complete, we can most definitely survive without one. But the truth is, life does feel good when there is someone you can count on to love you forever, even when your skin sags and you look nothing like the 18-year-old he first fell in love with. Does forever exist? Maybe not. But it is comforting to know that at least we are striving towards that, imperfect beings that we are.
The show was about forgiveness, which I thought was beautiful. Second chances, we know, don’t always come our way but when Carrie said that all she saw was love, I literally melted in understanding. Because when you love someone, you are able to put everything behind you, no matter how much hurt you had felt and how much your heart was shattered by him. You just don’t look back, you just don’t bring that baggage with you and lay it out whenever times are bad. That’s not an option.
It may sound idealistic but I think that’s what love is. You are able to look beyond the warts and the glaring flaws and the outright mistakes and continue loving him. Forgiveness is not a grand gesture, it’s not about flowers and cards and generous presents, it’s about digging deep into your heart and understanding that we will learn from this and move on. Together.
The last scene brought on major waterworks. It’s exactly the sort of emotions I had imagined for our wedding – us looking into each other with raw love, everybody brimming with happiness at our happiness. Because life and love is a journey and who better to witness the beginning of a life together than your friends and loved ones?
The girls still bring me much laughter and moved me to bits with their love for one another. It’s true, it’s just like we’ve all taken a nap and these four years never really flew past. But they did. As an angsty, young undergraduate, I watched the series with wide-eyed amazement and an eagerness that only exists in youth. As an older, more jaded and wiser adult, I am able to take a step back and look at everything with a discerning and understanding eye.
I’m a little sad that this is the finale, the denouement, for it’s virtually impossible to envision a sequel. I’d rather they end off on this note rather than bring us another installment of Carrie and Big’s roller-coaster ride.
And on this note, here’s the lovely love letter written by the genius Ludwig van Beethoven to his beloved, that Carrie had read out to Big in the movie. If our wedding had readings, this would go right on top of the list. Enjoy.
Be calm – love me – today – yesterday – what tearful longings for you – you – you – my life – my all – farewell. Oh continue to love me – never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.