I was watching Home for the Holidays, a directorial debut feature of Jodie Foster's, on one of the movie channels yesterday afternoon, dozing off every now and then, waking up finally to watch the last half hour of the movie. This was after an early start sending the Mercy nurse back to Temiang and to the hospital again to see Mak. Something about this movie that touches me. Perhaps it was Dylan McDermott, whom I used to idolize. Perhaps it was watching the familial relationships in that movie, the bond between father-daughter, the fun a husband tries to inject in a mature husband-wife relationship, the acceptance of their children's choice of life that is beautifully scripted and acted.
I know for sure that one of the songs in the movie that touched me. I love the lyrics and felt that the first verse is so right for me at this point of my life.
"The Very Thought of You"
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go till I'm near you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
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