Beautiful Day

THE NOTEBOOK, PAGE 39

The Video

Back when Daddy and I were married, there was no such thing as videotaping a wedding. Some people we knew did home movies, but my mother thought this was in poor taste. I haven’t often agreed with my mother, but I am tempted to here. Do I love the idea of some guy with a video camera following your every move over the course of your wedding weekend? Not really. Do I think you’ll ever pull the video out to watch with Intelligent, Sensitive Groom-to-Be on your anniversary, or inflict it on friends? No, I don’t. But there is a part of me now, as I’m lying in bed and I feel my body and mind slipping away, that would love nothing more than to have the chance to watch my wedding again.

I would love to see how young Daddy and I look.

And how happy.