My parents don’t see me. And when they do see me, it’s only because they’re angry about something. My dad golfs and my mom shops and I can’t remember the last time we laughed together. Or just sat quietly together. I’d like to just sit with them. Be a family. Hear them say they love me. I see my friends and they seem to have real families. And maybe everything isn’t as nice as I imagine but I feel like they have more love around them than I do. And that’s more disappointing than I have words for. There’s this thing called the Burning Boat Festival coming up. We do it every year and this year I can tell my mom wants to throw in my dad and my dad wants to throw in my mom. And me, I’d be happy to chuck the whole thing in.
[to Ted] How you’ve treated Brooke is unacceptable. As her husband and the father of her kids, I’m not gonna let anyone, not even her father, put her in a corner. And just because I referenced Dirty Dancing doesn’t mean I’m not serious right now.
[voiceover] It doesn't matter how you planned it. It doesn't matter how you envision it. Without even knowing it sometimes life has a way of finding exactly what you need or exactly who you need.
[voiceover] It’s funny how our past frames us; how the person we used to be never lets loose of the person we are. Past failures and disappointments, even victories take hold of us. They haunt us like ghosts, or visit us like old friends.
I wished for this. Right here without even knowing it. I wished for you and our family and this. Ever since New York I wanted to come home. I just knew in my heart that there was treasure here, and I found it. In our sons. In my parents. In you. This house always wanted to be a home and now it will be. Our home. Everyone should have that, a place that makes them happy.
[Voice-over] Human beings are ambitious. We spend so much time wanting, pursuing, wishing. For the most part, that's okay. Ambition is good. Chasing things with integrity is good. Dreaming. As long as the chase doesn't diminish what we already have. The goodness we take for granted, the people we take for granted. The lives we take for granted.My life is good.
Oh I don't know. What makes any high school special? This is where it all happened for the first time. The heartache and the happiness. All of it. Being in this hallway, feels like it was yesterday...I wake up sometimes and I miss it. But this is good. It's all still right here.
