Leota's Garden
I
finally read a book for leisure, not for an exam or a legal opinion. My life is
not so busy after all. I realized I just had to take it with me everywhere and
I went and I noticed the opportunities to read presented itself. OK so I must
confess, it did take a few months to finish. What? I'm a busy person. I didn't plan
to read it for so long obviously, but there was just never time to pick it up,
even when I carried it around in my bag everyday despite its weight. When you
try reading it at the salon, the stylist would ask you to hold your head up,
when you settle in to read it at home, you get a call or a knock at the door
that just distracts you.
Excuses
aside, I finally finished Leota’s Garden by Francine Rivers. (Big Grin). I've been done reading this 425 paged book for about a month now but I suddenly find
myself missing Leota Reinhardt and her granddaughter. I was quite sad
that her daughter did not have the opportunity to make amends in person and I
was just so mad at the hospital worker who thought he was doing Leota a favour.
I was so drawn into the book I think I became a character myself. Sometimes I even
took sides.
Love,
forgiveness, self-denial and all those little angry emotions we take for
granted and nurse. It’s amazing how we
can unconsciously entertain some animosity towards members of our own family and let it affect
our choices even in their dying years. I saw family through the eyes of an old
woman. The things she would have loved to say, but just wouldn't say for the
sake of peace, living alone, and surviving on social security. I saw sacrifice
through the eyes of her sweet grand daughter who somehow was sweet enough to be
there for a grandmother she had barely known growing up. I saw animosity
through the eyes of a daughter who thought she had every reason to stay mad at her
mum even when she was ageing and needed people around her.
I
don’t want to be a spoiler for anyone who hasn't read Leota’s Garden, so I'm just going to recommend it as a worthy read for anyone looking for a book to
read for leisure. It might start off slowly, and you may wonder where the story
is headed. Perhaps that accounted for my protracted read of the book. But trust
me it’s one of those books you finish reading with a ‘hmmmm’, a smile on your face and a gentle close of the book.
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