That Magic Moment

I often feel I live in a movie expecting a movie ending.

I am the hero of the story fighting my way through obstacles and waiting for that pinnacle or that big dramatic winning moment.  Perhaps it's a romantic comedy and that climax is finding the relationship I've always wanted.  Perhaps it's the job of a lifetime and at the end my prince is waiting for me with

a bouquet of roses after I've conquered the hardest almost impossible feat. And at the end of it all I see him.  I smile and run to his arms. I worried he had left me since I had a reputation of being a hard to get girl.  He is the only one that gets me.   He finds he can't live without me. We embrace and kiss while soft romantic music plays in the background. The camera spins around 360 style capturing that last moment.

It's not over yet. The rain starts to fall softly on our faces.  Our wet clothes makes us look sexier than we were originally and we run into my awesome apartment where with one last kiss we close the door, giving the illusion we closed the door to make passionate love.

When I come down to earth, I realize life is not like that.  There is no pinnacle, no happy ending, no living happily ever after.  Everyday it's a mix of all of these factors.  The hero wins, the hero gets lost, the hero conquers her own doubts, the hero wins, the hero loses.  The hero just lives.

There is no ONE magic moment to wait for.

Sorry to bust your bubble.