Being sick has very few upsides, but as someone who creates things for a living the one thing I now appreciate about being sick is it allows you time to become a consumer and stop worrying about “producing” things. You have time (and lots of it) to read the books or magazines piling up on the shelf, or watch a few movies you’ve wanted to see but hadn’t gotten around to them yet.
And that is what I did today, snotty nose and all. I got my head out of the clouds and became a consumer, and I am so thankful I did.
I just watched a film that moved me in such a way that I sit here now, compelled to write this in hopes it reaches someone and they too will experience what I just experienced. The film is titled “Dear Zachary: A Letter To A Son About A Father” – and I’ll let Netflick describe the rest:
From Netflicks:
Filmmaker Kurt Kuenne’s poignant tribute to his murdered childhood friend, Andrew Bagby, tells the story of a child custody battle between the baby’s grieving grandparents and Shirley Turner, Bagby’s pregnant ex-girlfriend and suspected killer. Initially, Kuenne made this documentary as a memorial for Andrew’s loved ones, but it morphs into an emotional legal odyssey when Turner goes free on bail and is allowed to raise her son.
I won’t say anymore about the film’s plot because the series of events that unfold are so shocking and heartbreaking that it wouldn’t do the emotional core of the film justice. What I will say is that this film creates one of the best snapshots “friendship” and the interconnectedness of it all. It will make you think of all the amazing people that have traveled with you on your life’s journey, and you will see them in a whole different way.
Nuff’ said.
I hope you take time out of your day/week/month and watch this film. It’s worth it, even if you aren’t home sick like me.
Click Here To Watch The Film’s Trailer.

The puddle left behind by my tears (and snot) after watching "Dear Zachary".
The trailer looks amazing — my insomnia has kicked in so maybe i’ll watch it in the long stretch between bedtime and the alarm clock.
I remember hearing about the Bagby’s when they were fighting for custody for their grandson. I did not remember how it turned out … I could not have imagined the ending. This is truely a touching, heartbreaking film. I am the oldest of three girls. My youngest sister was killed moments after saying goodbye after a family gathering and the way Mrs. Bagby described every detail of her last memories with her son was almost unbearable.
The film left me speachless. I would say I have never cried so much during a film. David and Kate has so much strengh, I really do not think that most of us could handle the situation like they did. I can not imagine losing my son and then having to go through it all again with my grandson. They are my heroes. I wish I was courageous as they are. God Bless.