It was a lovely book. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I would categorize it under "chick lit". Or belonging to what I would widely label as such. I have never heard of this author before, and this is one of the things that I am loving about my library card - new books, different authors. I will admit to more than one geeky moment because of my library card. Only drawback is remembering when books need to go back and avoiding late fines.
It really feels like what I have been able to read lately has really taken off. It does help having the card, and I enjoy being able to request books and have them magically appear on the hold shelf, it is a bit gratifying. Much like how I really enjoy having my car insurance delivered rather than trying to figure out where to get it done and making sure it happens on the right day. That it is my BFF's mom, makes it even sweeter.
Back to the book - maybe one of these days I need to come up with my own rating system rather than a few scribbled thoughts. I really don't want to craft long winded reviews of books, but it is nice to track how I responded to the books that I am reading since I have discovered that I really do like being able to look back in to this window of "where my head was at" and what was I in to reading at the time.
Once again, back to the book at hand. This is a partly a love story, and partly a feminine journey of rediscovery at age 60. I like that the female lead was strong, and was likeable, and did make mistakes. There are some very poetic passages, and I feel like Quindlen captured something in their story that left me with a nice, warm fuzzy. Every now and then, books like this are lovely to pick up and enjoy without having to delve in and solve life's mysteries. A satisfying read - quick, and perfect for summer.
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