Wednesday, January 9, 2013
I love these 4 guys. I truly, honestly love them.
After spending the entire weekend with them, talking about my deepest, darkest, most sacred, difficult depths of my heart, I came away so uplifted and inspired and encouraged. These 4 men are incredible.
They came into my home, spent time with my children, filmed us as we lived our lives and showed nothing but complete respect and love. We were instantly comfortable with them from the moment they walked in the front door and we did not want them to leave!
All 4 of them are quality human beings. Not only are they drop-dead handsome, they are smart, funny, kind, witty, charming, intelligent, spiritual, and so gifted at their craft. Again, I feel SO HONORED to have been a part of their documentary project.
It's hard to believe that last week they were strangers to me. We are not of the same religion, we have no mutual friends, we grew up in different parts of the country, but Vic and I feel we have made friends for life. I can't wait for a return visit (I'm hoping Andrew will bring his beautiful wife and 4 kids to play! Or that Michael will bring his cute girlfriend who is 1 inch shorter than me.)
They worked seamlessly together. Andrew asked the most thought-provoking, sincere questions during the interview portions of the taping. I was so impressed.
They came sledding with us, they filmed as we cleaned Peter's room and hung photos on his wall. They came to church with us. They visited Lucy's burial place. They filmed me on my run. They ate with us. They laughed with us and they cried with us.
When we said our goodbyes Sunday evening, Vic and I couldn't handle the fact that they were at my friend's guest house a few miles away and we were home without them. I called up a babysitter and Vic and I headed to the guest house with fresh brownies and ice cream and played games and chatted for a few hours.
It wasn't fun to have to say goodbye a second time, but it was so worth the extra time with them.
Thank you Andrew and Michael and Michael and Josh for such a wonderful experience. Thank you for letting me share my sweet Lucy with you. Thank you for letting me share my family with you. Thank you for doing such inspiring work to help others. Thank you for leaving your kids, wives, girlfriends to work on such a beautiful project. Thank you for the way you treated my children. Thank you for the respect you showed for Lucy and for our broken hearts. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and lives and talents and gifts with us.
I cannot wait for all of you to see this. I wish you could spend time with these men. They are an absolute delight.
After sacrament meeting on Sunday, as Peter was on his way out of the chapel headed to Primary, he says to all 4 of them loud and clear, "Make a movie!"
He'd gotten so used to seeing them film us at all times that he was confused as to why they weren't filming us then. It was so funny. No, "See ya later." Or, "I'm going to Primary now like a big boy!". Just..."Make a movie!"
So with that I say, "Make a movie!" Live your dreams. Be inspired. Run that run you've wanted to run! Write that book. Finish your degree. Go on that trip. Tell your story. "Make a movie!"
Posted by Molly Bice-Jackson at 1:26 AM