suzidfloosey
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The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
I finished my Lord Peter Wimsey (Dorothy L Sayers - great by the way for light read) detective story around 10.30pm last night, still not sleepy so hubby passes me the next book in the 'to read' pile by our bed....The Lovely Bones.........3.30am I put it down finished......this is one of the rare books I've read where I wept, really wept as I lay there reading. I think it's because of loved ones lost when I was young but this is a truly amazing book and I felt v.healing for those who have lost loved ones and feel sometimes that they are still around.
Here's a little summary of the story which doesn't give away too much:
"When we first meet Susie Salmon, she is already in heaven. As she looks down from this strange new place, she tells us, in the fresh and spirited voice of a fourteen-year-old girl, a tale that is both haunting and full of hope.
In the weeks following her death, Susie watches life on Earth continuing without her-her school friends trading rumors about her disappearance, her family holding out hope that she'll be found, her killer trying to cover his tracks. As months pass without leads, Susie sees her parents' marriage being contorted by loss, her sister hardening herself in an effort to stay strong, and her little brother trying to grasp the meaning of the word gone.
And she explores the place called heaven. It looks a lot like her school playground, with the good kind of swing sets. There are counselors to help newcomers adjust and friends to room with. Everything she ever wanted appears as soon as she thinks of it-except the thing she most wants: to be back with the people she loved on Earth.
With compassion, longing, and a growing understanding, Susie sees her loved ones pass through grief and begin to mend. Her father embarks on a risky quest to ensnare her killer. Her sister undertakes a feat of remarkable daring. And the boy Susie cared for moves on, only to find himself at the center of a miraculous event.
The Lovely Bones is luminous and astonishing, a novel that builds out of grief the most hopeful of stories. In the hands of a brilliant new writer, this story of the worst thing a family can face is transformed into a suspenseful and even funny novel about love, memory, joy, heaven, and healing. "
This along with 'Tuesdays with Morrie' and 'The Five People you meet in heaven' will be a regular read for me when I need a bit of comfort...
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Re: The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
when I get myself sorted I am going to have to dig into this. I miss reading so much. Kristina Dalton gave me a book to read and I haven't started it and this one sounds good too.
I lost a daughter and I do like to feel and firmly believe she keeps a watchful eye over us. I have to be pick and choose carefully when I can watch and read something that hits that close to my heart but will definitely put it on my list. It sounds wonderful.
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Re: The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
Oh how sad for you Lost ((())) - I'm not in anyway religious in the organised sense but am spiritual and do believe they never fully leave us. Yes this book definately touches the heart of those who have experienced deep loss as do the other 2 i mentioned.
I remember reading the Tuesdays with Morrie on a plane with work colleagues we were fllying to France for a weeks work - tears just pouring down my face!! They were all guys and just thougth "oh, time of the month..." and carried on drinking away and ignored me! LOL!
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