I want a Titanic kind of love. I know it’s not real, but I want it anyway. What I love about the movie with Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio is that it is the perfect love story.
It is perfect, because it never had to be tested by the mundane. Sure, she risked her life to save his and he gave his life to save hers. I am in no way minimizing those courageous and loving actions in the face of the sheer terror of their circumstances, yet I have to wonder if their romance would have survived a test not of the extraordinary, but of the mundane.
If they both had survived the sinking of the Titanic, how would their relationship have worked in the real world? What if he really didn’t like to be tied down, wandering artist that he was, and was haunted by feelings that he could never provide for her the way she deserved? What if she didn’t care about money but sensed his pulling away from her and nothing she did changed that?
Or worse, what if is was something stupid and petty that drove them apart? What if they disagreed and argued and eventually split up over the jewel she found in her possession after she was rescued? What if the Heart of the Ocean was ironically the thing that broke both their hearts?
Sometimes love is not enough, but they were spared the possibility of that reality. They didn’t have to worry about whether they could make a successful life together in the long run. All they had to do was live in the moment, and in the end, they each passed out of this life with wonderful memories of their perfect love.
Yes, I want a Titanic kind of love, untainted by the mundane realities of life. I just don’t want the big sinking ship that goes with it!