Tuesday, May 16, 2017
I like this woman. She says it like it is. She's irreverent. She's real.
And, yet, I couldn't finish the book. What's up with that?? I love these kinds of books! Or so I thought. I prefer non-fiction to fiction, any day. I love a good romantic comedy in pretty much any form, but I love people even more. I love their stories, the raw and real. The true life experiences of anyone. I love it.
I yearn for a page-turner, one I can't put down. I miss that! I need that!
I just had an idea... I need to go on a fast, of sorts. I need to delete Netflix and all things visual from my life for a time... maybe a month.
And I need to spend some time at the library without my impatient family.
I would recommend this book, though, to those who aren't afraid of reality.
Monday, April 17, 2017
I felt pretty excited about this book because the author is the screenwriter for a couple of my favorite flicks (Sleepless in Seattle, You've Got Mail). I thought, this should be perfect!
It was ok.
In fact, I didn't even finish it. It was just a collection of short little blurbs from her life experiences with random things (like her neck or her purse). They were slightly entertaining, but I wasn't drawn in. I didn't find myself shirking my daily responsibilities to nab a few more minutes of reading time. I was bummed.
It's a quick read. I should've just persevered. I feel like my goal for March wasn't quite met. Though, to be fair to myself, it was the second book I attempted to read. My next book (should I be able to finish this month - I haven't exactly started it, yet), will make mention of the second attempted book for last month. I guess you'll just have to see. 😉
Monday, March 6, 2017
I finished this with just a couple days to spare - and I'm just now getting it blogged. Busy, busy, busy!
This is a true story of a woman's journey through IVF and trying so desperately to become pregnant; to be a mother.
She talks about her struggles with many emotions. She's older and knows her chances of becoming pregnant are pretty slim, but that doesn't stop her from trying again and again.
She finally accepts that being a mother isn't in the stars, for her. I can't imagine how that must've felt, but I can imagine the heartache. My own heart has been heavy, of late. My arms have been feeling quite empty. I don't know if another baby is in the stars, for me, but I dream about it. I usually have a baby girl, but it's someone else's. Anyway, that's a post for a different day. Or a different blog. ;)
I found it hard to like this book; maybe because I can relate to her pain? I don't know. I thought she sounded rather dismal, throughout. Maybe I'm being insensitive. I have no doubt this was a very difficult and depressing time, for her. It was brave (and probably a little therapeutic) to share this experience with the world. I hope she has found happiness.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
I haven't posted in a while... (that's putting it lightly).
I have some goals, this year - one of them is to read at least one book per month. I work 20 hrs a week, volunteer at preschool for 5 hrs per week, church for 3 hrs per week, sit through soccer practice for 2 hrs per week, at least one soccer game for 1-2 hrs per week, and try to get laundry done, groceries gotten, food prepped, house clean(ish), and, you know, shower on occasion. There are times, as I'm typing this, that I find can do double duty, so I shall take advantage of that. I hope.
Anyway, I have one book under my belt, so far.
I have a yen for the non-fiction, real-life stories of people. I super love people. I will sit and listen if you want to tell me about yourself. I find it highly fascinating. I love stories of love and survival and trials and triumph and heartache and living and happiness and suffering and conquering and lessons learned..... all of it. I love it.
This was the perfect find, for me. Kerry Egan is a chaplain for hospice patients. She says a lot of patients don't always want to talk about God or religion or prayer or whatever. Some do, yes, but what people want most, when they're in the final stages of their mortal existence, is to tell their stories. To give voice to their regret; to give their memories life, again; to express their dark secrets and deepest wishes and dreams. And she gets to hear it, all.
She has done a great service to these people and to her readers, by making some of these experiences accessible to the rest of the world. Throughout the book, she even intertwines her own heartache and fears and life experiences, making this book even more personal.
It makes me want to become a chaplain for hospice care. I would truly love that vocation. I found it takes a great deal of schooling to become one, officially. But, no one said I can't just listen to people.
So, I will. :)