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Bittersweet...


Tonight, I watched Dirty Dancing on tv. It was a tribute screening in the wake of the gorgeous and courageous Patrick Swayze finally losing his battle with pancreatic cancer earlier this week.

Dirty Dancing is my all time favourite movie. I can't tell you how many times I've watched that movie, but it would be in the hundreds (I kid you not!)... When I first saw the movie, I'd just turned 16 and was living in Norway. I identified very strongly with the idealistic Baby, and dreamed of meeting someone as wonderful as Johnny...

As it turned out, the Summer that I was 16 (after seeing this movie), I did meet my first true love! We had a Summer romance that was a intense and amazing as Baby and Johnny's and the memories of which I'll keep forever...

So, yeah, watching the movie tonight, know that Patrick/Johnny is no longer out there, and being reminded of the joy of innocent, intense first love, it's happy and it's sad...

Thanks Patrick for the memories!

Comments

Melissa said…
One of my most precious memories of my mother and I, is watching Dirty Dancing together for the first time.

It is so sad, I'm heartbroken for his beloved Lisa.
Juniper said…
oh yes, one of my fave movies of all time, and also brings back huge memories from my past and my teenage years.

I am so sad about Patrick - OMG, I had posters on my wall of him for *years* (along with River Phoenix and Johnny Depp - only one of them still alive boo hoo!)
Spiralmumma said…
Damn I was gonna tape DD and forgot :( I don't have the associations you have with it but I did enjoy it as a teenager and it'd be fun to see again. RIP Patrick Swayze.
Jen said…
I remember seeing Dirty Dancing at the movies....i think i fell in love for the first time right there in the cinema ;) . I watched it religiously for weeks when I finally taped it off the t.v a couple of years later, could say every line word for word. It's so sad to think of a world without Patrick in it :( RIP.
Sif said…
I have the DVD if you want to borrow it, LOL...

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