Reading this book, felt like the "right place, right time".
Toews is a great Canadian author, and is a very profound, elegant writer. Her books aren't always happy, but they are still a pleasure to read. This book also took place partly in Winnipeg (which I can now say that I have experienced in a very limited way since I was there for three days for a conference), and had Mennonite sisters for lead characters. Which was also interesting since there is Mennonite history on my mom's side, although her family originally settled in small town Saskatchewan when the west was opened up for Homesteading. Therefore, the timing was good for me to read this book, and it was a very thoughtful read.
I am glad that I don't suffer from depression. I really wonder about that black dog sometimes, and how some people struggle so much with it. I have my pity party on occasion, but nothing like some people I know do. This book delves in to doe pretty hefty topics (depression, single parenthood, aging, suicide, to name but a few) but this book remains hopeful (really) throughout. It does have a more or less happy ending, and is a worthwhile read to pick up.