The tears are falling down my face, not pouring, just drizzling gently. And yet I feel a warm glow in my stomach and the beginnings of a smile creeping onto my lips. The words are really resonating. I am feeling a little moved. “And so he told me his secret formula for happiness. Part one of the two part plan was that I should just get on with ordinary life, living it day by day, like anyone else. But then came part two of Dad’s plan. He told me to live every day again almost exactly the same. The first…..
“We were both sobbing with the kind of tears that you know wont quickly pass; mine had started gently trickling down the side of my cheek pretty much immediately, my husband’s were more muffled about 40 minutes in to the movie, in fairness we both reached a crescendo as the movie drew to a close.” I was recalling our response to the film, The Notebook, at a Storytelling Workshop the other evening where we were asked to share with a partner a movie that had impacted us. The interesting part of the exercise came for me when we were invited…..