Not Exactly ‘The Notebook’
My wife and I were conversing the other day about growing old, losing our wits, forgetting ourselves and others while doing our best to remain in love. She asked me, in a voice seeking reassurance, if I would, like James Garner, spend all my waking moments helping her remember herself and who she was.
“Maybe,” I answered, figuring I may by then be just as lost as she; but then my true nature revealed itself, and I immediately added, “Or maybe I’ll play video games all the time while checking on you occasionally.”
Her jaw dropped, literally, and she started at me in disbelief. Then she let out a belly laugh and declared, “I’m going to go Facebook that.” Which she did.
I’d say we have a solid bond.