05 August 2009
In 1971 I was in Year 11. During one school holiday I was one of 25 or so girls from school who caught a train to Sydney (the big smoke) to see "Love Story". Easy to picture a whole row of 16-17 year old girls in the theatre crying, sobbing loudly etc. Fast forward 38 years and last night I was in a picture theatre with 7 friends crying, some sobbing etc as we watched "My Sister's Keeper". I enjoyed the movie (even with the ending different to the book) but found I was so mad with the Mum throughout - don't want to say too much as the movie has just been released here. I can only be so very thankful to have 3 healthy children.