Middle Daughter is in a production of “Dear Edwina Jr.” at a local theater opening this weekend.
In a subplot one of the boys, who clearly has a crush on Edwina, wants to profess his love to her. Clearly, she will love him back
Except she doesn’t. It was painful to watch. Part of me identifies with his crush and his sense that she *should* love him back.
But you know what? She doesn’t owe him anything, He’s her friend, nothing more, and that couldn’t have been clearer with a neon sign.
All Edwina wants is to make it to the Advice-a-palooza festival. Scott should get the message. That’s how love is at times.
It’s not fun, but that’s part of growing up, which is what kids shows are supposed to help us with. “This is how you grow up kids.”
I suppose it’s too much to ask, but I really wish at the end of it all, she found that friendship was more important than winning. And that Scott realized that being friends is no bad thing, and he needs to respect Edwina. That’s a good message for boys and girls.
Instead his impassioned declarations of love melt her heart and she discovers that love is better than winning (also absolutely true)
And he discovers that he was right all along: A girl will return a boy’s love once she realizes how true and epic his love is.
Um, barf.
Let me set this straight for Scott: I don’t care how much you think you love a girl, all she owes you is basic human respect. If she keeps rebuffing you, please take the hint and leave her alone.
Yes, that hurts.
Yes, that sucks.
That’s how life and love work.
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