The movie “P.S.- I Love You” has made such an impact on me and my views of the world. The major motion picture taught me that people we love may pass on and leave us, but we can keep them alive through our memories of them. Loving does not mean forgetting. There are three main points that made me change my perspective on this topic. These points would be the compassion and love shown in this amazing story, the grief shown, and then of course how the grief ended, yet the memory continued on.

This film taught me this amazing lesson through the love story of Holly whose husband, named Jerry, died from cancer. When he knew of this terminal illness, Jerry made a secret plan for after his death to help Holly in moving on with her life.

This movie focused on not only the grieving, but also the compassion and chemistry that these two people had, and the memories they shared. It taught me, through the way the story was told, that love continues on no matter what, and you can not grieve forever. Jerry loved Holly so much that, in order to help her continue with her life, he made a plan to help her in doing just that, moving on. No matter how hard it was, he put every last ounce of his time into finishing this master plan for her before he died.

Holly returned that love in her reactions. Even when he was living, she loved him and everything she did was for him. There was a point in time where she did karaoke just for him and ending up hurting herself in the process, which shows this astounding love. When his death came around, she showed it then as well, through her devastation and disbelief and through this showed how hopelessly lost she was without him. She stayed in their apartment, dressed in his clothes, looking absolutely awful for about a month after his death. She was truly heartbroken. That was when the messages began to come.

Whenever the messages first began to come, she wanted to know why he was torturing her with those wonderful memories, but he was doing the opposite of that. This was where she began to trust him and put her faith in his plan. She began to believe that he would not just torture her, if he did he had a reason to do so. Along the way of her grieving she met a few men who were interested in her, but she was so detained with being heartbroken that they were ignored, again showing her devastation. Eventually, as she weened away from grieving and actually getting back into the swing of everyday life, she began to open her eyes, and heart, to them.

These things really made me think about my own life and how previous deaths in the family impacted me, how I loved, grieved, and continued in their memory. I thought of my great-grandfather and how he died on my birthday. He had a stroke before I actually got to know him and that stroke sent him to a time long ago, 1941. He saw me as his best-friend's wife by the time I was old enough to actually remember him, and then he died not long after that. Sadly, that how I remember him, constantly in the hospital just wishing to go to heaven. The whole family grieved his death, but not in a sad way. We were sad, yes, but instead of focusing on that we celebrated his life. This movie really made me realize why this was so important and why these people can live through our memories rather than die through our grief. I believe that is the main thing that this film truly taught me, and I'm glad it did. It saved me a lot of sorrow and pain.