Titanic

I went to see Titanic in 3D in theaters a few weeks back.  I can't tell you how much I have been looking forward to this!!  I saw it at least 5 times in theaters when it came out originally in 1997.  At that point in my life I was so spellbound by the love story of Jack and Rose...so spellbound in fact, that their romance has stayed with me all these years and I couldn't wait to experience it again on the big screen.  

It's funny how things work...I had been really looking forward to seeing this movie with Lincoln (since we weren't dating in 1997!), and my sister and I had been planing a double date for months (literally)!  

Unfortunately there were several things that came up that kept us from seeing it together.  I had decided I wouldn't get to see it in theaters, since I couldn't find a time for Lincoln and I to sneak away from the kids and see it together, and I was too hormonal and stubborn to go see it by myself.  

Then my cousin Jayna came into town and we were able to plan an evening with us, my sister, and our moms to go!  I haven't been able to spend an evening with this group of women in so long, and it was just what my heart needed.  We had fun visiting, laughing, and playing in the theater arcade before the movie started!

Mom and Aunt Kim playing ski ball

Jayna, Kara, me, Mom, and Aunt Kim in front of the movie poster!

I must say, Titanic struck me completely different in 2012.  Not only was it the best 3D movie I've ever seen (much, much better than all the animated kids movies I've seen in 3D), but the story shocked me.  

This time I was almost disgusted with Jack and Rose.  I didn't have any feelings of jealousy or longing watching them fall in love, because now, I know what real love feels like...and my love story is way better than theirs!  At the end I wanted to scream at them "You've only known each other for 24 hours, are you freakin' kidding me?!?!"  

Instead, my heart ached for the old couple laying in bed together as the water rose.  I was outraged at the unfairness of the ship locking the gates to the lower class so that they couldn't get out.  I cried as I watched the dead mother float in the icy water with her dead baby cradled in her arms.  I could imagine being there, as the chaos broke out on the ship's deck and people were being shot so they wouldn't overturn the lifeboats.  

It was a much different experience this time around.