You get to spend a day inside your favorite movie. Tell us which one it is — and what happens to you while you’re there.
It’s the 21st century and I find myself in a nursing home. Our party consists of a beautifully aged woman, an elderly gentleman named Duke and I. Though old and grey, I prefer the company of the old and wise any day. There’s always so much to learn.
This party is by invitation only. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for a woman named Allie. We wrote history together and have a story to tell. The story of us (Technically it’s not my story but I’ll tell it anyway). I’m the chosen one.
I can see that Duke wants to take centre stage but as always he allows me to carry them away to the the 1940’s. The woman listens tentatively while I tell the love story of 17yo Allie and her beloved Noah.
This is a story of love and heartache. I tear up as I tell it. Being a romantic I believe that ‘happily ever after’ is bound to follow. Getting there is what makes a great love story. Wouldn’t it be great to give them the moonlight and roses version of it? What? And risk destroying the magic of the pull of true love? Not a chance.
We are in the 40’s now and girl named Allie meets a guy named Noah. There’s chemistry. Buckets full. But there are obstacles too. Parents. Bleh! Circumstances, life as a whole and everything in between. Bleh, Bleh! I tell them how Allie and Noah’s life paths cross for the first time. My story telling is so good that they see the story unfold in their minds eye. In the cinema of their minds they see how life takes Allie and Noah on the roundabout journey and how these lovers get to each other against the odds. I take their imaginations on a trip from the carnival where they first met to the war. Introduce them to people whom the lovers meet along their journey.
Duke and I have been taking turns on telling the story of Allie and Noah to our lady companion for a while now. Sadly dementia has taken the lead role in her life so we have to tell the story over and over. It never gets old to any of us though. It may be new to the lady in question but everytime we tell it, it touches our hearts like it did the very first time. We believe that this story will bring her back to us. And she does return however brief it may be.
There are many things in life I am happy for but most of all I am happy that Allie chose to share that story with me. I’m honoured to have been able to relive many a happy and sad memory and will live to tell the tale even when they have left this earth. I won’t live to be old and grey but that’s ok. With my friend ‘The Pen’ I have become timeless. Try as they might with technology, internet and blogs; they’ll never rid of me. I am the one mere mortals run to with ideas. I am The Notebook.
Did I mention that Allie ends up marrying Duke? If I didn’t then I guess I forgot to mention that our elderly companion suffering from dementia is Allie. In case you missed both of those, they got married and Duke happens to be the beloved Noah.