There should be no boundaries to human endeavor.
We are all different.
However bad life may seem, there is always something you can do, and succeed at.
While there’s life, there is hope.
I finally watched The Theory of Everything last night, and I can’t get it out of my head. Based on the book ‘Traveling to Infinity: My Life with Stephen’ – a memoir by Jane Hawking – the film follows the relationship between Stephen Hawking and his first wife, Jane, from its very beginning until its very end. A truly beautiful piece of cinema, the development and transformation of the characters is nothing short of mesmerising, and the subject matter nothing short of devastating. But that’s not what got to me. In fact, the thing that really struck me about this story – aside from the (very upsetting) portrayal of the tragic condition that threatened to end Stephen’s life – was the quiet determination of Jane. Jane Hawking, a person that, unlike her former husband, could go by unnoticed. But a person that deserves to be recognised for her achievements nonetheless. For her stubborn, steadfast support of the person she’d chosen to spend her life with, even when things were at their most difficult. For her courage and her selflessness in giving herself so completely to another, and in her resolve to stand by the man she so blindly fell for, and who she gave up a huge part of her life to be with, even when everyone was telling her to walk away. If the Oscar worthy performance of the brilliant Eddie Redmayne, and of the ever fascinating Felicity Jones (who I have been a little bit obsessed with since Like Crazy) wasn’t enough to draw you in, the true story of one woman’s – dare I say extremely British, stiff upper lip what what! style – love and compassion for her increasingly difficult husband should. It’s the most heart-wrenching thing I’ve seen in a long time, and you have to watch it. Just be prepared to ball your eyes out… I was basically inconsolable by the time the credits rolled. ♥
More of the women behind great men: Hadley Richardson. Edie Sedgwick. Jean Shrimpton.
And in less serious news: I spent most of this weekend in the arms of Thom’s boyfriend pillow, which I bought him for Christmas, and have now legit fallen in love with… His name is Phil. And this ‘cat birthday party‘ is the best thing on the internet.