Devotions

Tonight  I stayed in the dorms and watched an old Hilary Duff movie. I've seen my fair share of Disney flicks, so I was expecting it to be cheesy and thankfully I wasn't painfully distracted by the horribly auto-tuned love songs and the hilariously colorful choices of attire.  No, I watched the movie from a less judgmental perspective. And I'm glad I did, because as bizarre as it sounds, I was actually inspired. Please allow me to explain. Hilary's character, Terri, was undergoing this romantic love story with a shy British guy. They were both artists, they both believed in the power of their dreams, blah blah blah. But the chemistry their characters shared actually convinced me that they were in love. I know it's a movie, and so does every other teenage girl that watches movies not unlike this one. But why did I believe it? Why did I suddenly find myself rooting for them to make it, because they obviously were meant to be? Their love was the good kind. ...