Thursday, 28 January 2010

Back when I was a child. Before life removed all the innocence...

I recently watched a film from my childhood for the first time in about ten years. The film in question is 'The Lion King' - a Disney classic and my personal favourite without a doubt. Watching this again after so long affected me in a way I never would have expected & made me realise something about myself that I hadn't even considered.


I watched it on just an average day, sitting on the sofa with my beau; nothing out of the ordinary or particularly interesting here. But it was as soon as the music started that I felt it. Something inside me was coming alive again. My eyes welled up instantly & within seconds I was holding back the tears. I managed to contain myself reasonably well up until a certain point. Anyone who's seen the film will know which bit I am talking about. My heart literally sank, I was in pain. The floodgates opened & I wept like the little girl who saw watched this on the big screen all those years ago. I couldn't control myself.

Later, when recalling this ordeal for my mother, she said something which made perfect sense. She said 'Well, do you not think it's something to do with your dad?'. At first I joked & laughed it off by saying that my dad wasn't killed by my uncle & I didn't find him etc, etc. But after some serious consideration, I think she may be onto something. Despite the fact that none of the specifics are the same, I feel such a strong connection to its central themes & characters. This may be stupid & may just be the product of an over-emotional, drama-seeking brain, but I don't really care. I need to keep hold of these links to the past no matter how tenuous they may seem.

These lyrics are from a song featured in the stage production -

He lives in you.
He lives in me.
He watches over,
Everything we see.
Into the water,
Into the truth.
In your reflection.
He lives in you.

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