oh man, I love whales so much.

 I don't know when it started.  I just know that I get teary whenever I think about them.

my mom and I went to see Big Miracle on opening night . 

when I heard that there was going to be a movie about whales starring John Krasinski (also lovable) I hyperventilated a little. 

how was the movie?  as a movie, it was wholesome entertainment - fun for the whole family.  (my mom loooooooooved it - it's a great choice for moms).  Drew Barrymore was a little too Drew Barrymore-y for my taste... and it certainly had its "ugh - painfully cheesy" moments, but otherwise it was decent.  The theme and the lesson should be in more movies.

as a story? - it was fantastic.  and true (or based on a true story - I loved the actual footage during the credits).  I really love that this happened and that the whole world watched and wanted to save three whales... for no other reason than they needed to be saved. 

I only cried four times, and of those, I only cried hysterically once. 

I have thought a lot about why I love whales so much.  I have come to this conclusion:

(get ready to barf - I realize I sound like I'm 5)

if you're the biggest thing, you can hold the most love.

I love that they are so big, and so powerful, and so smart...but so gentle.

it's captivating, almost enchanting - and I think there is a lesson for the universe in there somewhere:

big and powerful and smart does not equal mean or violent or terrible.

if the biggest creature is kind and lovable... that's hopeful for me and for the world.

and if you still need reasons for loving whales (?) please direct your attention to this infographic

(I love a good infographic)... the last point re: heart-shaped spouts just about put me over the edge.

whale you be my valentine?