“Love love is still love…

“…it takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.”

“Life has to end. Love doesn’t.”

In your opinion, what was Albom suggesting in this chapter?

How did you feel? Did it make you think of someone? Even if you do not have someone, I am sure it made you think of someone or some point in your life. Maybe someone who made you happy. Through the good and bad. They still made you feel loved.

When Eddie asked Marguerite to change to how she looked in the end, and she did, Eddie thought she was “as beautiful as ever”.

They danced, he smiled, she smiled. He closed his eyes. He stated he didn’t want to go, he wanted to stay there.

Then she disappeared.


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