By Susan O’Keefe
As the hustle and bustle of holiday cheer is near, shoppers find themselves asking the age-old question “What should I buy for that particular young one on my list?” Here’s a suggestion. Scrap the electronics and grab a gift that starts with a “b”. It’s always in style.
It was one of those memorable summer evenings. A dozen women from various walks of life gathered to discuss the latest assignment. Conversation flowed freely as each one offered her assessment. It’s interesting how life experiences shape perspectives.
For those people who will die someday, read this book. For those people who know someone who will die someday, read this book. For those facing chronic illness, read this book. For those with loved ones facing terminal illness, read this book. Everyone should read this book.
One could argue that the story is as indescribable and unusual as the main character’s facial features. The boy tells us up front and unapologetically that he won’t describe what he looks like, because “whatever you’re thinking, it’s probably worse.”
It stuck with me for several days. I wondered if Henry and Leah ever had kids. I wondered if Miri lived with regret that she abandoned her first love, her hero, Mason, the one who pulled survivors from the burning plane.
The opening words of chapter two provide a heavy answer with the simple phrase, “Like everything: with mothers and fathers.”
Mothers and fathers and their mothers and fathers and their mothers and fathers ... isn’t this the answer to most all of life’s questions?