Opening up each and every line and path in a movie or book, I do not do. I never want to place my negative or positive thoughts too strongly in view. The words you read or the lines you hear, the scenes you see on screen or imagine in your head are yours. I just never want to spoil any one’s fun or grief.
But,my. Still Alice. Motivated, touched, sad, then peaceful. When Alice noticed that she was forgetting simple tasks for her every second, well planned out, (hectic for most of us) day, she dissected her age and relation to menopause, and then she sought out medical help immediately. This motivated me to realize my age and why I walk in to a room and right away forget why I went to the kitchen. I backtrack and reenter the kitchen and thankfully remember why I went there in the first place. Now, I am even more motivated to check my colornote on my phone and index cards on the bathroom mirror and the notepad I keep daily in my purse.
I was so touched by her family. They supported and loved her. But they also continued on in their own lives. They let her stay strong, continue working and making daily decisions. The one person that would seem less likely to help, stepped up and readjusted the future for awhile. John reassured her that they were getting old together and left her to know he loved her and needed her. .But, realistically, he moved on also.
At peace, because she was remembering her childhood, her sister , her parents, all of them younger,laughing and happy. A butterflies beautiful life, which you will have to watch the movie to understand. Tragedy.
Then, fading. Alone. Even though wrapped in her families love, really she was alone. She regressed at rapid speed. Not to toddler stage. Not to infancy. To Alice? Was she still Alice? Her family saw her as the Alice she had presented to them as they grew older together. Alice, as she developed her own hopes and dreams. Alice, who loved each one of her family members, encouraging them to push themselves to unknown limits. Alice, who pushed and did not return.
I went to the library and left with the book… If allowed to keep my memories, my future thoughts, may I be continually thankful.