To the Parents Whose Child Made Me Tear Up at ‘Star Wars’

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Dear Parents,

My husband and I might have been the last ones to see the latest Star Wars film, but we managed to squeeze into a packed theater bursting with fans clad in Storm Trooper and Jedi attire. With excitement bubbling inside us, we found our seats right in the middle, eagerly anticipating the adventure to unfold on the big screen.

As the iconic battles between TIE fighters and Starfighters erupted in the galaxy, the air filled with thrilling blaster sounds and cheers. But amidst all the action, all I could hear was your child’s exuberant laughter at moments that were supposed to be intense. Just when the tension peaked, your little one would burst out laughing, and I found myself thinking, “Thanks a lot for bringing your kid to this epic movie.”

People had paid good money for this cinematic experience, but all I could focus on was your child! During the scene where Rey battled Kylo Ren, I was on the edge of my seat, hoping she would tap into the Force and triumph. But instead, I couldn’t hold back the tears. I was crying—big, ugly tears—at a Star Wars movie, of all things!

There I was, wanting to immerse myself in the lightsaber duels and space battles, but your child’s laughter kept bringing me back to reality. Do you know how awkward it was to wipe my nose with those rough theater napkins, leaving me with a red, Rudolph-like nose by the end? I longed to lose myself in this adventure, yet your kid reminded me of my son.

That spontaneous moment when your child found something hilariously funny made me think of my own son. Your silent pleas to keep your child quiet mirrored my own experiences. I could imagine you regretting the choice to bring your little one, thinking they’d fall asleep during the film, just like I’ve felt in the past.

You see, my son, Noah, passed away earlier this year from a heart infection. Some days, it’s tough to find joy or even breathe. What was meant to be a simple date night turned into a rush of memories of Noah and the laughter we shared as a family during movie nights.

So, to all the dedicated Star Wars fans who might have been annoyed by your happy kid, I thank you for bringing your child to see the film this weekend. I appreciate you allowing them to enjoy something they clearly loved. You reminded me it’s okay to remember, to cry, and even to laugh about it afterwards.

I hope you enjoyed the movie as much as your child did, and I found joy in hearing that laughter throughout the film.

May the Force be with you,
Emily (the only person ever to cry at a Star Wars movie)

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Summary: In a heartfelt letter to parents whose child made her cry during a Star Wars movie, Emily shares her bittersweet experience of remembering her late son, Noah. Amidst the laughter of a child during intense scenes, she reflects on the joy and love that movies bring to families, while also highlighting the importance of cherishing those moments.