Endurance

It’s movie week here at The Café and I have to admit that I purposely delayed posting because I was pretty sure that yesterday was going to be a designated “movie day” which would provide all the content I need for my post today.

Only, it didn’t happen. At the very last moment, “movie day” became “race track day” only to arrive at Santa Anita far too late, which then turned “race track day” into “shopping/dinner day,” which, was probably kinder to my closet than to this blog.

But then, when I woke up this morning, I noticed this:


And it got me thinking about ENDURANCE.

But first, a little background.

My husband has leukemia—though it is currently in a state of remission so deep it's undetectable. Still, every three months we trek to the City of Hope for an update on his latest bloodwork and a talk with his amazing doctor, and, since it really is a bit of a drive to get there from our house, we take the remainder of the day to do something fun like this, or this, or even this, but more often than not, we do this.

But since none of those things seemed to be working out, we put our focus on dinner instead, ending up at La Vie En Rose, a place I hadn’t visited in over two decades and that hadn’t changed much since (and I mean that in a good way).

So, this morning, after eating in a restaurant that soldiers on in a business known for its rapid turnover--after waking up with a husband who is now stronger and healthier than ever, despite an illness that nearly claimed him--after seeing my orchid in bloom despite my frequent failure to so much as water it--I thought about last week, when I was surfing through a bazillion television channels, looking for one thing that might interest me, when I saw that FARGO had just started, and I immediately tuned in—ultimately enjoying it as much as I did all the other times I’d watched it.

And that's because like my husband, La Vie en Rose, and my faithful orchid—FARGO endures.

Which movies endure for you??

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