I know I'm behind the times but I just finished The Notebook the book. It's a quick read and it's a great love story. I don't care to see the movie, I shed enough tears just reading the book.
The thing I worry about and truly always have, is that one day I will have Alzheimers. In that vein, this book kind of jarred some other worries I have had and just intensified it all.
I said to my husband after reading the book, "Honey, if I end up with Alzheimers, will you still love me?" to which he said, "Well of course, will you REMEMBER to love me?" Such a funny man. But really, not funny. :(
All kidding aside, I have this huge fear, based in some things that happen to me or I do really, that I will have this disease. I probably already have it but it has not reared its ugly head yet. Maybe subconciously, this is why I write so much. I cannot be utterly honest in my writings, because I just can't but I do my best and hopefully, if I ever do end up with Alzheimers, these will be helpful memories for my family. And the Lucas site too. My God, we cannot forget him. I think I'm mortified if my memory goes, no one will remember him. Like I do. With such clarity.
I am going to research if there is a genetic test to see if you have the gene for it. I'm not a hypochondriac (sp), I promise. This is something I have beleived for a long time. Then I read this story and not only did the love stuff move me, but the Alzheimers thing just kind of shook me up too. Good story. Not interested in the movie though. Enough of that.
--J
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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