A Television Show....BONES
Here is the thing. A very important thing.
I have a lot on my plate. I imagine most people do.
Because let's be honest. We have bills, we have family problems, we have lives that we have to live. And some people on this planet just don't help you out.
In fact, sometimes I think their sole purpose in life is to make mine a little tougher. However, I've heard a thousand different ways, that I must stay the course. I know. I know this. Really.
It is just tough at times.
And then it's not other times. Some days, it is absolutely wonderful. And those days, they make up for the really terrible days.
TO KNOW TRUE HAPPINESS, ONE MUST KNOW TRUE SADNESS.
Because how do you know that you are content and happy; if you haven't had to face the worst possible days. You can be happy, but to understand pain and make it back is so incredible.
I have a hundred and one things to do just today. A hundred and one things that I am worried about; starting with my family. I worry about bills, and if they will get paid. AND if my job will hold together so that I can take care of my parents. We are all dealing with this in one way or another, right? It is just different characters with a tweaking of the setting; and couple of changes in the circumstances. But we are all working to find a way to survive and have those days that make it absolutely worth it.
So, in order to get through some days, and to make it possible to just breathe a little bit easier; I look forward to a television show. A show that deals with extraordinary people with ordinary problems set in an extraordinary setting. A television show that made me love the characters and their problems, and their love stories. It really does make me happy to concentrate on another world for just a little bit throughout the week. It is good and healthy. Because when it all comes down to it, the problems will all be there after it is over. And that's okay too.
Look, I will never be an actress, and no matter how much I want it, I am not sure that I have the true talent to become a writer. A writer of stories that matter to others; that for a few hours might help someone just get away from it all. I would love to do it. Sometimes, you have to choose what you love most over what you would love to do.
But what this television show, THE SHOW CALLED BONES, does for me is a miracle. It makes me just take a moment; and get excited about something that doesn't affect my finances (except the Season DVD's); that doesn't affect my family; or my job. It takes me to a place that allows me to be me. I know I am waxing poetic about a show, but it is what it does for me that is so poetic.
Also, who doesn't like the idea that no matter how screwed up they are, there is someone there who loves them. JUST LOVES THEM. Let's be honest, Bones love Booth. And Booth, well, he loves Bones. And they keep showing that in the tiniest ways that translate into the biggest ways. You forego your TRUTH; and what you have always stood for; to make someone happy, well, if that's not love...then I don't know what is.
The writers are not perfect; and there may be continuity issues here and there. But in the scheme of things, it really is a love story.
A story about two people who were let down greatly by the people that should have never let them down. Not when it really counted, anyway. A story about two people who meet and probably liked one another because the first thing they noticed was that the other was beautiful. And then hated one another. Because sometimes you don't make a great first impression.
You might say something that offends the other, or just seem down right hateful because you don't really know how to deal with someone that is so blatantly opposed to what you believe in. But then you realize that they really aren't opposed to EVERYTHING you believe in, they just go about it in a different way. And then you see them in a completely different light. One day, you realize that they were living from family to family out of a garbage bag. And one day, you realize that their no-good father beat them. It turns your stomach, and you get it, finally get it. This is why they are the way they are. You understand it, because in the ways that count, really count. You are the same. It makes your heart fly and sink at the same time.
You know, deep down, that this person is the one. The one that just gets you, in ways that NO ONE ever has, so you love them. You do. But they are also your best friend, so you stop yourself from (in your mind) destroying the best thing that ever happened to you (besides Parker and Anthropology). (Because without Parker and Anthropology - you might not be here...no, you wouldn't be here now with the other person).
But what you don't realize is - that your best friend, the best thing to ever happen to you (besides Parker and Anthropology) loves you like no other.
But the audience does know this; and so we just wait. We wait for that moment in that episode that will surely render us all to squeeing and girlie screams. AND our posts will resemble a first grader's sentences...because it will be EPIC. We will make icons, because that is what we do. We (me) will spend hours on the phone, dissecting every little thing because it will be needed. It will be amazing. And maybe some of us will be lucky to have our own BOOTH/BONES in our life. And maybe, some of us are just waiting for the best thing to ever happen to us.
POINT IS: This show just makes things a little better for me.
Edited to ADD: I should read LJ notifications and stuff.