Monday, October 04, 2004

I just finished reading this beautiful, beautiful book that I almost didn't buy at the bookstore yesterday because this is not the book I was looking for. And yes, you guessed it right, it's called... PS, I Love You by a very young but terrific writer, Cecelia Ahern (who by the way is the daughter of Ireland's prime minister- it said so in the back cover). The writer had me in tears by the time I was reading chapter 2 and by chapter 5, my eyes were swollen. Friends could attest that I cry easily while infront of the tv or while watching a movie or reading a book but never have I read a book or watched a movie that made me cry up to the end. It is a story of true love and how it never dies no matter what happens. It is also a story of courage and of encouragement; that life has to go on even if at times you feel like letting go is easier.

I envy the 2 leading characters in the book... Holly and her husband Gerry (who died of a brain tumor) for having found his/her best friend, soulmate and true love in each other. I envy Holly for having such a great support network - her family and friends, who not even once in the entire book let her down. I envy Gerry, for having the foresight and strength to carry on with the list even though I'm sure at times just waking up was a very big effort.

I wonder if such love still exists in this time when people put too much emphasis on what is superficial. I wonder if there are still Gerrys out there who would think of making a list so as to help their wives survive the grief of living without them. I wonder if there are still people out there caring enough to check on their daughter/sister/friend once in a while even though they are busy going thru their own lives.

A good friend told me once that "getting married is the greatest mistake you can ever make in your life". Maybe for some. But for me, that isn't true if you choose well and believe in your heart that in this world, true love can still exist.... if only we can look past beyond what we see with our eyes.