I think Cabiria needed a dog.

Nights of Cabiria has to be my favorite Fellini movie.For those of you who have never seen it in a nut shell it is about a street walker in 1950s Rome.Cabiria would most likely be the late 50s version of a Craigslist girl.Under paid, honest , and hard working she manages to own her own small home that she decides to sell after meeting the love of her life who she plans to marry after only ten dates.The alleged love of her life ends up taking her to a Forrest before they wed where he robs her of her entire life savings including the money from her home.She is left there to eventually go insane, and most likely end up living in a hole in the ground like another street walker she had known in her prime who had fallen on hard times. Sorry there is no Richard Gere in a limo to rescue Cabiria from her sad fate .This is Fellini after all not Garry Marshall lol.

Every time I watch this movie I cry. Not because of her loss of imaginary love,but for the loss of financial security. Are women so desperate to find love that they are willing to gamble with their life and security , and are escorts even worse because of that need to feel love , and acceptance? I will never understand why people feel that they need to find everything they require in life all rolled up in to one person, and once that person comes along you have to leave everything, and everyone else behind in order to keep him/her happy.Escorts in particular seem to all too often be willing to give up everything for the first person who can make them feel good about themselves.Maybe if Cabiria had realized that she already had people in her life who cared about her she would have not been so desperate for the type of love that rarely exists.Maybe Cabiria needed a dog ;).

If there is one thing that being a companion has taught me it is respect.The people I have spent time with have been wonderful , and honest with me in a situation where no one is watching, or keeping score.I feel I have probably gained more faith in human nature by being an escort than I would have ever had otherwise. So no I am not waiting for Richard Gere , or the creepy guy from Cabiria's world to come rescue me. I am afraid I really do not need to be rescued from a world I enjoy .Maybe the trick is to realize that the one great person you are waiting for does exist,but not just in one , but a few.Why not enjoy all the great qualities in the people who come in , and out of our lives.Kindness, and companionship can be found in a number of people who truly care about you.Throw in a dog or two , and maybe a cat or bird , and perhaps then you can start to feel what true love is , and you do not even have to sell your home to find it ;).