magic

Yesterday Rich and I did something we do, maybe, once a year or less.

We went to a movie.

WALL-E it was, and was it terrific, for all sorts of reasons -- environmental issues, technology/human issues, plus the incomprehensible skills (to me) needed to make this magic. 

What sticks, though, is the love between WALL-E and Eve. He's an old-model robot who trundles through mountains of trash left behind by the now-gone humans, while Eve serves these same humans, living fat and lazy in a luxury ship deep in space.  She's as sleek and high-tech as he is clunky and low, but he has a sentimental heart and, for him, it's love at first sight when she arrives on Earth.

Probably many reading this have seen WALL-E, so I won't say more except this: At the end, I cried.  Especially when the two robots touched. That's how WALL-E recognized his love. Because love is transparent enough to travel through space and back, and yet solid enough to save a world.  Magic, no?

Tomorrow Rich has another MRI, this one of the full spine to rule out spread of cancer in the lower regions (he has been having some discomfort in his leg).  Then it's back to NYC next week for, we hope, a brief and routine check-in with the medical folk with the good news that we can look forward to seeing another movie -- next year.

Candace