It has become a tradition in our household to watch Love Actually at some point over the festive holidays. It’s a sugary sweet treat, although usually ends up in both happy and sad tears, particularly as each year passes and makes us feel ever more closer to the characters involved.
Anyway, we indulged this year and instead of the floods I was expecting, I actually found the whole thing to be uplifting. Maybe it’s because it’s been such a bad year, maybe because there are so many moments in it that you just feel wouldn’t be possible anymore (a politician standing up for what they believe in? Don’t be silly). But mostly, it’s just because the premise of the film, whether you like the saccharine nature of the movie or not, is that it’s about love and it proves that no matter the situation there is good to be found in people.
It’s so easy to pin all the bad things on a specific year. “2016 has been awful,” we all cry. And it has, but there’s nothing to stop 2017 being the same, after all New Year’s Day is just another day rolling on from another day to another day. But what can make it different is how we approach it – the day, the year, the world and everyone in it. With love.
Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion is starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that.
It seems to me that love is everywhere.
Often, it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends.
When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love.
If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.