I love to read Nicholas Sparks. He has been one of my favorite authors for a number of years. It always seems that when I am at a low point in my life a new book will be released and I will read it and learn a valuable lesson from it. When I left my husband...I read Message in a Bottle (on my way to Los Angeles). I had two layovers and finished the book just as the wheels touched down at LAX. I upset the woman sitting next to me....because my face was wet with tears that I had cried and never even realized I was crying. While in LA I managed to get a bottle, put a note in it, and threw it off the rocks at Rincon. As I threw the bottle from the rocks I cried. That was 1998. By the time The Notebook had come out my mom had Alzheimers and my dad was a note writer. Every day if he left her alone he would write her little notes letting her know when he would return, tell her he loved her, and anything else he felt she needed to know. I own a copy of this movie. When I want to feel my parent's....I watch it. Usually it is when Frank is away at school. I think my reaction to this movie upsets him a bit. I have loved all the books....and the movies that came from them....but I think I have a new most favorite.
