tremendous MOXIE

If you have lived under a rock, I’ll let you in on a big TV happening. The LOST finale was last Sunday. I can’t fault you if you didn’t know as I am only a recent LOST convert. After watching a few shows when the series FIRST aired, I gave up on it. Shortly after, my husband began watching and became an AVID fan. He even had a weekly “date” to watch it with others. (Not THE others, just other people.)

So, after many months nay, years of his pestering me and then my daughter also being sucked into the magnetic force of the Island, I succumbed to the whispers.

Once I began watching the urge to get through overtook me and I couldn’t stop. I may have even watched 5 episodes in one day. Maybe. It’s not verifiable. I was hooked. Now, Jared is an analyzer type of guy. I’m a “take it as it is and that’s that” girl. I DO NOT like to hash things out. So even through his best efforts of trying to get me to share my “theories”, I would not. I never had any. I chose to love the show for what it was. That crazy mixture of adventure, human conflict and relationship, mystery and every week ending it with “what the heck was THAT all about” feeling.

And why should the finale be any different? Why should the ending leave you understand really much more than you ever did? What would be the fun in that. I truly think (and I’m probably just as right as anyone else) that the ending was about the culmination of conflict and desire/avoidance to belong to something, and finding that the thing you were trying to get away from, that you fought so desperately was really trying to bring you to a place of belonging and even peace.

I’m inclined to agree with Jack when he said “Locke was right all along”.

So, to all the LOST fans that are upset about the ending…and there are MANY…lighten up. You’ll probably never find the “meaning of life” or the “fountain of youth” either. Maybe some people are taking television a little too seriously. You do know those people aren’t real, right?

I leave you with a little Jack hotness.