I’m writing them for two reasons: to help put my experiences in perspective and to purge myself of any residual compost.
Since it is good therapy, you are invited to join me, post your link in comments and I’ll be sure to drop by.
I know I’m still in tune with my inner child, and may only think I’m hiding the fact of what I’m about to share; does everyone all ready know that I love superheroes? I love Tina Turner’s song about needing a hero. I loved, so loved, Christopher Reeve as Superman and Tobey Maguire as Spider-Man—the duality of it all was captured perfectly. Yet, throughout my life I never wanted to be one; it would be too much. The new movies based on Marvel Comics create a hope in all of us regardless of our ages or backgrounds and when I watch them I fill with warmth, thinking more hopeful seeds are being planted in the young.
I Need a Hero. Oh, sure there are other songs. I still remember tearing up the first time I heard it. Crazy, and true. The song moved me, because I needed hero too, and sadly never found one. It was as if she was singing from my very soul; I identify with Tina more than I care to admit.
I still watch the old Superman and Spider-Man movies. Because of Christopher Reeve and Tobey Maguire’s portrayals, I realized how much sacrifice is required to save the human race. I never wanted that for either hero, but it was that type of martyrism that showed us what we are worth as individuals and a community. The goodness in these imaginary characters will never compare to the human heroes all around us, and they don’t have to go that far to show they care. Some drop change in a hat, visit the elderly, volunteer at the local school or hospital and all of them leave their mark.
I’d never want to be a superhero. I couldn’t do it, and it’s not because of my lack of powers or bravery. It’s because I wouldn’t want to give up all I know and love, or have no hope of keeping my loved ones safe, knowing they are my only true weakness. I’m too selfish. Then there would be the responsibility of all those lives so vulnerable, so dependent on me.
Imaginary or not, there is one thing superheroes give us that all of us need. It’s a seed of hope that no matter how bad things get there is one person trying to save the day. And when we watch our favorites, it’s that one little chance that keeps us holding our breath, cheering and sometime laughing as they go against impossible odds to save us all. The new movies based on Marvel Comics are touching a new generation and I hope they love them as much as I do. Go Ironman!