Saw Still Alice over the weekend, starring Julianne Moore in her Oscar winning role as a linguistics professor hit by early onset Alzheimer's. It's a powerful movie, and she's wonderful in it.
But it upset me. Really upset me.
It was hard to watch a vital woman -- at 50, she's younger than I am -- lose everything. As she says in one of her last lucid moments, she's begun to "Master the Art of Losing." She loses her curiosity, independence and confidence. She becomes a burden to those she loves.
Gulp.
Watching it stirred a lot of feelings for me. I am independent. That's what I am, first and foremost. I have always steered my own ship my own way. It's the only way I know how to live.
And yet I've discovered recently that I'm tired. Not lonely. There's no one I want to spend more of my life with than I currently do. But tired of being the only one holding the reins, tired of being responsible for everything. I believe that's what's at the heart of my current cowboy obsession. I'd love to be the only woman on the Ponderosa, protected and pampered and ... eh hem ... "romanced" regularly.
But that's a fantasy. I know it is. And there is something way more disturbing than always, always being the responsible one, the capable one. And that is not being able to be responsible and capable.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I have yet to see the movie but the book rocked me.
ReplyDeleteI get it. Growing older scares the shit out of me. I watched my mother become a prisoner of her body (keen mind, completely useless body) and I worry that's my fate.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure I can watch this movie. It's already in my head, I don't think I need to see it on a screen.
i read the book and seen the movie.
ReplyDeleteit is a sad sad disease...
We're losing my beloved grandmother to Alzheimers, bit by painful bit. I want to see the movie, though I know it will probably hurt to watch.
ReplyDeleteIt's natural to be tired of responsibility sometimes. We love our independence, but we still want to be cared for.
I have a deep and abiding respect for Elanor, and always will, but that "meddling" was pretty extreme. Frankly, I think she made a better president than her husband. If only she'd been elected.
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