Saturday, December 28, 2013

The Art of Romance


Falling in Love again
1949 Colliers Magazine Illustration by Fred Irvin



As a child I was captivated by the heartwarming tale of Disney's, Lady and the Tramp. As a young girl I was perplexed by the turbulent passion between a manipulative southern bell and a scandalous adventurer in, Gone with the Wind. As an adolescent I studied the complexities of Audrey Hepburn's sexually sophisticated yet sweetly vulnerable character Holly, in, Breakfast at Tiffany's. I cried for months after witnessing the tragic, untimely death of Jenny and the devotion of grief-stricken Oliver in, Love Story.

In my late teens, convinced romance existed beyond the big screen, I left my small town in search of my very own leading man after watching and singing my way through Barbra Streisand and Kris Kristofferson's, A Star is Born. As an adult I fed my incurable need for romance by devouring such romantic classics as Bridges of Madison County, Far and Away, Hope Floats, The Notebook, Jerry Maguire, and On Golden Pound, to name a few.

But by far, The Pink Tutu is my favorite of all love stories. This real life love story highlights one mans simple quest to make his wife smile during her chemotherapy treatments. His artistic endeavors have ballooned into The Tutu Project, the fund raising efforts of The Carey Foundation for women with breast cancer. Bob Carey's self-portraits, adorned in a fluffy pink tutu and frolicking in settings that stretch across the United States and Europe, ignite laughter and hope.







Bravo to leading men everywhere who love, comfort, support, embrace, and celebrate their heroines as they battle this relentless, senseless disease.

It is a love story I know I deserve, and I pray I will be given the time to find.


xo, MonkeyME


18 comments:

  1. Beautiful and Hopeful Blog. I loved it. U r always on my mind. And I wonder daily at how u are doing and feeling.

    Love--we all want it but it seems to evade us.

    I have a tendency to "run men off" with my personality/character. Bottomline I think I scare them. It's hard to have had to survice ur childhood/adulthood and u become a strong woman and it's a turn off to men. That seems to be why I have such a hard time in life.

    I have been estranged from my brother for 1 and 1/2 years. A few days after Christmas I sought him out. How embarrassing--he works at the Fire Department. I had to go there to see if he was there and then when he wasn't I didn't even have his current number nor did he have mine as it had changed since we last talked. I know they can't give out phone numbers so I gave his coworker my name and number and stated I was his sister and it was urgent that I speak with him. I didn't know when he would get the message but my brother called me in five minutes after me leaving the fire station. I asked if I could come over and he stated yes. It was rather awkward for the first hour. Our last time was not pleasant as we had an argument about the treatment of my parents. But then I asked him if he was dating any one and HE CAME TO LIFE. He so wanted to talk about this new love of his. It opened a door for us. And we talked for ours and the tension melted. We both had a good cry over our childhood as it has damaged us and the way we have difficulty trusting.

    Sorry--long story.

    But I have several "potential" mates in my life currently. I am trying to behave and not make them run from me.

    Funny thing is I have been teaching a Women's Bible Study on "The Soft Warrior Fierce Women" It teaches and advises that even though u are a strong woman possibly because of having to survive certain things u still can let the man be the lead and guider of our lives. I am learning a lot. Why I turn men off? It's because of fear and the need to feel I have to be in control.

    My hope is that u do have a lifetime that the love that you dream and hope for finds you.

    Always in my thoughts and prayers--

    XOXOXO "Stormy"Dawn and Buttons

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  2. I hope you find that love, the one you deserve, the one who will be there for you in good times and bad. It took me until age 40 to find that love. Sadly, the awful disease took him 10 years later. Very surprisingly, I found another....and I found him on match.com. Who ever would've thought THAT would happen? In due time, dear Shannon. Your spirit knows but just hasn't clued you in. Take care, I think of you very often. xo

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  3. "this all sucks... and it's stupid that this is happening."

    This man is brilliant, and best of all, I think he GETS it.

    And best of all, he made me laugh out loud. We should all be loved like this. :)

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  4. That truly is a most beautiful love story.

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  5. You will find one because few deserve it more, my monkey!

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  6. "It is a love story I know I deserve, and I pray I will be given the time to find." ----
    Shannon, in addition to being funny, and downright angry, and always writing what you feel....the above line is very beautiful...and I know in my heart that you WILL find that kind of love. Big hugs...Becky

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  7. Tutu is also Hawaiian for "Grandmother" That's why the President called his grandma "Toot."


    People have been really great about the Obamas being here for Christmas. Real Aloha - even the "Polar Bear" protesting the pipeline.



    ALOHA
    from Honolulu
    Comfort Spiral
    =^..^= <3

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  8. Every time I see that you are writing I feel a lift. I get that little charge of excitement to see what your intelligent mind has come up with. Especially today, because you were thought of and toasted to and loved by friends. With so many who love you, can romance be far behind? I think not....

    Hopeful...

    xoxoxoxo

    MG

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  9. Thanks for posting. I'm now going over to check on the site!

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  10. Love one another - the most important thing of all.

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  11. I've seen similar stories like the Tutu project (which I adore as well), and it reminds me of how good people can be when they act out of love. Often those going through the hell are called heroes, and they are courageous for sure - but I think the partners who give so much, they are our real heroes... at least, my husband is to me.

    Lovely post :) ~Catherine

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  12. What a wonderful story. And yes, you do deserve this kind of love and we all share your hope that you will find it. Wishing you all the best, Shannon. -- Nancy

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    1. Thank you Nancy. All the best to you as well! :)

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  13. Hi Shannon, I found myself nodding in agreement when I read through your lists of love stories. And like you, I find The Pink Tutu video/story/project to be quite moving as well. Love, yes, it's an amazing thing. I'm very grateful every single day for the leading man in my life. Thanks for the post. Hoping the New Year is kind to us all.

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  14. Ohhh I'm a sucker for true love.... What a moving story. Someone should write a book(hint, hint) about this guy and his journey to do this for his wife.

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  15. I am glad to see you posting - I worry when I don't see you on your blog. I worry, but I am glad that you are finding hope. I worry, but I know you are on a positive path. I worry, and know that you are still part of us.

    Happy New Year, Shannon!

    Ed

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  16. That guy is awesome. I hope we see him in our city in the dust, at least on Tuesday.
    Some people have one strong love in their life. Some people have many people who love them in all sorts of ways.
    If we had a chance to choose, our Human nature would probably tell us that we want the other. If I weren't working on a friend's car today, I would wear a tutu for you.
    Jesse

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