Patty’s birthday is today, and she said that she wanted to go see Star Wars with me for her birthday so we went last night. I didn’t like the movie. Oh, I enjoyed the special effects and the general theme and acting, but I left the theater feeling sad by the ending. I like happy endings in movies. Life has a lot of sad things that happen and it seems strange to me that a made up story in a movie can’t give joy instead of sadness given the choice. Our life is full of trials, difficulties, and sadness, but it is going to end with great incomprehensible joy. I don’t mind sad things in the middle of a movie but I like it to end happy, like the first Star Wars movie. And then there is my favorite story when Jesus was crucified on a Friday but then Sunday came and He rose from the grave. That’s my kind of story.