I just finished The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. I initially loved it, during chapters one-six I could not put it down, then I wanted to toss it out of a moving vehicle at chapter seven. I spent the rest of the book looking for redemption for the main character. I don't know what to say. I hated the violence, the weakness of the main character, and the visual images I could not shake after some of the chapters. On the other hand, I plan on reading more of Khaled Hosseini's books. I actually do not recommend this book to anyone unless they are a bit tougher than me. It was beautifully written but to be honest there are just some things I cannot handle knowing about the world.
Life goes on...
My due date is fast approaching. I have dreaded this day since I lost the baby. But I am okay. I replaced painful things with new things. New clubs for the kids, new goals for us all. There are pieces in the back of my mind that seem to bubble up sometimes. Like when I saw a brand-new baby at the store, without warning my throat closed up and I fought back tears. Why? I cannot even tell you, it was just an instant reaction. But it did not change my mood or my day. I finished my tasks and hung out with my kids all afternoon. Sometimes it hurts, but so much less than I expected a few months ago when I was lost in the pain. This is such a relief. And that is all I wanted to say today. If anyone experiences this, and needs to chat I am here sometimes just talking about it helps you climb over the mountain.
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