P.S.

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"We're so arrogant, aren't we? We're so afraid to age, we do everything we can to prevent it. We don't realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone. Someone who doesn't drive you to commit murder or who doesn't humiliate you beyond repair. It's sweet."
~as quoted from P.S. I Love You.

A total tear jerker. Seriously, I sobbed through a good 3/4 of the movie. Not just cried, but SOBBED. I can sortof relate to the main character. Only my husband isn't Irish, and my mom doesn't own a bar. But, I do love shoes.
This movie really made me stop and think. And this is what I came up with: Enjoy each moment of "normal" life today, because tomorrow could bring a totally different kind of normal.

Comments

Vicky said…
I have been wanting to go see it so bad, now I really can't wait, funny, you say is a sob jerker,and I say I want to see it, isn't great to be a girl! '
So is "purchase worthy" uh? thanks!
May 18, 2008 at 11:30 AM
The Raguskus Family said…
I want to see this movie too. I will have to rent it this week.
May 18, 2008 at 8:39 PM
Valerie said…
I want to see this, too! I'll add it to my Netflix. I just realized you have so many new posts. Check them all for comments.
May 19, 2008 at 7:22 AM
Jesika said…
I think I'll be watching this WITHOUT mascara on! You know me.....
May 19, 2008 at 10:40 AM
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