All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr is one of the most beautiful novels I have ever read. The writing and imagery evokes Ondaatje, who is my favorite writer of fiction of all. I finished it on Saturday morning and moved through the weekend in a bit of a trance, images from the book cartwheeling through my mind, loathe to leave the world that Doerr created. Somehow he drew a landscape both scarred and devastated by war and also breathtakingly beautiful. I adored this book
Unprepared. I made the mistake of reading Rob Lowe’s essay about sending his son to college, in Salon, before meeting a friend for a walk. I showed up with red swollen eyes and had to explain that I’d been bawling – not just wiping tears, but actively weeping, gasping for air, drenching my own shirt, minutes before. This piece is powerful and beautiful, and because of it I read and loved Rob’s new memoir, Love Life.
Chill. I don’t often read Garance Dore’s blog, and this piece makes me realize I should. I really love what she has to say about how there’s room for all kinds of success, and about the risks of imposing our own dreams on others. It’s a fine line, because I do think some people back away from dreams they maybe should go for, but I do believe there’s tremendous joy to be had in embracing the life you have. As the title of Rob’s memoir above makes me think, and as the point below reminds me … (hat tip to Raluca, on whose wonderful blog What Would Gwyneth Do I found the link to this piece.)
This season of my life. We weren’t able to go away for Memorial Day this year, which was a bummer, because traditionally we’ve spent it with some of those we love best in a place we adore. But we had a soccer tournament, so instead we stayed home and embraced what is right now. And I realized that this, this particular moment, is unspeakably rich. I love the families of the kids’ on our childrens’ sports teams, I love family dinner, I love reading in bed with my children, I love now. And so, gladly, we continue to sink further into this particular season. (photo above: Whit at Grace’s Friday night soccer game; photo below: Grace carrying in Matt’s birthday cake on Sunday night)
What are you reading, thinking about, and loving lately?
I write these Things I Love posts approximately monthly. The previous ones can all be found here.
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