My husband asked me not to watch Return To Zero. But I’m glad I did.
“You’re not actually going to watch that film are you? Don’t do it.”
Four years ago my husband looked into my eyes – and was it pleading in his voice or horror? I can’t remember – but he tried to dissuade me from sitting in a darkened room by myself and watching Rabbit Hole.
The film starred Nicole Kidman and Aaron Eckhart. And it was the story of a married couple who were trying to navigate life and marriage and friendships and getting out of bed and anger and forgiveness following the death of their only child – four-year-old Danny – in a car accident.
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Six months earlier I had lost my daughter Georgie. And while everyone around me tried to convince me that seeing Rabbit Hole would be far too raw and painful that is precisely the reason I wanted to see it.
I wanted to be in pain and cry for my daughter.
I wanted to sit and stare at Nicole Kidman’s face and impassively decide if her performance as a broken, grieving mother felt real (it did. She was remarkable.).
I wanted to nod in recognition at the anger and the pain.
I wanted to feel sad. That’s what it comes down to. I wanted to feel sad.
This past weekend, I somewhat casually announced that I was going to watch the movie Return To Zero starring Minnie Driver and Paul Adelstein – the first movie made that deals with the topic of stillbirth. And my husband – for the second time – looked up at me from the couch and said, “Oh Bec, don’t do it.”
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It's not the first movie about stillborns. Watch 'The High Cost of Living'.
As always Bec you have simply, beautifully and wholeheartedly captured exactly what I want to say about being a part of this shitty club. My son was born nearly four years ago now and lived for three days before he died in the NICU. I don't often find myself sobbing in the shower anymore, well lets say it doesn't come as readily as it did four years ago and so I am 'looking forward' to seeing this movie tonight for that very reason. If something can connect me back to that moment and thus my little man then I will gladly transport myself back there. That grief is so powerful and when you are in the midst of it you cant imagine how you will ever breathe in and out again or that some day you may come to miss being completely overwhelmed by it. Like you I have found joy again albeit always tinged with something that certainly didn't exist before my son died, but to feel sad again and just be able to sit with that & think about our babies uninterrupted for an hour or so is well worth the price of admission.