This was my first graphic novel I’ve ever read. It was quite interesting. Fast, easy reading. But not easy reading. As you can tell by the title, it’s a Holocaust memoir, as disturbing as any I’ve ever read. As Artie interviews his father Vladek, we see in this novel the beginning with the persecution of the Jews, Vladek’s escape from the ghetto, hiding in Poland, and ending with his arrival at Auschwitz. I definitely recommend this book.
Steph lent these to me, as she had to read the second one for class and got the first one by mistake. I’m all set to read the second one. I’ll have to push through it quick so I can get onto reading my next book club book, The Blind Side.
One year ago, we started on a journey.
She was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
A lot can change in a year. I had no idea what I was in for. No idea of the night wakings, or the way her cry would pierce my heart and I’d do anything to make her happy. No idea that someone so tiny could change a life in such a BIG way. No idea how much I could love someone. No idea that someone so beautiful could be mine!
She grew and changed. Learned to hold her head up, roll over, babble and coo, smile, laugh, crawl, and pull up to standing. Soon she’ll be walking on her own. She’s incredible-a miracle.
Sometimes it blows my mind to think that Kevin and I are responsible for this little life. It’s up to us to guide her and teach her to love Jesus, be a good friend, always help others, and to make good choices. But having her with us has become second nature. When we’re alone, just the two of us, it sometimes feels like someone is missing.
Happy Birthday Sophie Joy!
Well, without giving too much away-this was a really good book, with a really crappy ending.
I love Picoult’s style and how she presents the story from multiple points of view. This was all written as if the characters were talking to the main character, Willow, age 6, which I found unique and interesting. It explores the emotions and what ifs of having a child with a disability. And for the Grisham-lover in me there was plenty of courtroom drama.
Synopsis: Willow was born with osteogenesis imperfecta, more commonly known as “brittle bone disease”. Six years later, her mother Charlotte decides to sue her OB (and best friend) Piper for not diagnosing the OI at the 18-week ultrasound, basically saying that if she had known about the OI at that time she would have chosen to terminate the pregnancy. Winning the suit would mean that Charlotte and her husband Sean could provide for Willow’s never-ending health care, but it would come at the cost of (basically) wishing that Willow were never born. Because Willow is six years old, she understands what the trial is about, and the things her mother is saying about her.
Well, things have gotten quite busy around here!
My coworker had surgery last week and is out for a few weeks, so I’m picking up a lot of her duties. I’ve been running around trying to keep up with everything. It’s good though. The week thus far has gone by quickly.
Sophie and I went for a run on Monday morning, and boy what a difference from running with her before. I set her up with a handful of cheerios and goldfish crackers on her tray and she was happy as a cricket. For a good while anyway…she got pretty upset about 1.5 miles in, but she fell asleep after only a few minutes of crying. This morning we ran with Becky and the boys at the path, and she cried the last 1/2 mile or so, but part of the reason was that Ryan started crying, and then Seth, and then Sophie jumped on the crying bandwagon too. It may not sound like a big deal, but to me this is very encouraging since I plan to do a lot of running this spring and summer.
Can you believe that my Sweetie is almost 1? Saturday is the big day!
She had a little boo boo on her nose. I thought she was as cute as a button with her band-aid!
I’ll spare you my singing, but if I listen carefully I can just barely hear..the hills fill my heart with the sound of music, my heart wants to sing every song it hears…
Oh the sun does wonderful things for my mood. I’m sure you agree. Unless you’re one of those Frozen Snow Popsicle People who thrive in the overcast, bitterly windy, icy winter weather. To those FSPP I say: You’re Ccccaaahh–raazzy!
Sophie’s new lightwight stroller came the other day so this morning we took it for a spin. She liked it! We bundled up and walked for about half hour around the apartment complex. We even found an enormous snowman that someone had built! Really, the builder of this snowman should win an award or something. If there’s a contest for giant snowman building, I’m pretty sure they would win.
I’ve started my new book club pick-Handle With Care by Jodi Picoult. So far, it’s got me hooked. Typical Jodi.
Tonight I’ve got a meeting at church and then book club at 8. Busy night, but I’m looking forward to it. I’m especially looking forward the PB&J that Kev is bringing to church for me for my dinn-dinn. I’m also especially looking forward to sitting around the fireplace at Bigby, coffee in hand, chatting books with my book club ladies who have become my friends. All the more reason to sing!