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Purple Fig Club: Let’s Take the Long Way Home

If you’re reading this blog post, hopefully that means you’ve finished book 2! It was certainly a sad one (to state the obvious) but also not very long, which helped.

I think this is the sort of story that everyone can get something out of or understand in a general sense, but unless you’ve experienced loss of a loved one, it will likely not hit home in the same way. I’m curious to hear what you all thought of it since we all come from different experiences.

I felt like this was a very simple story in a way (not emotionally), but easy to grasp and blow through pretty quickly. I read it in 3 days, myself.

The first thought I had was about the closeness and support of the two girlfriends in the story that made me think that I need to spend more time with mine. You never know what life will bring and it’s always good to have that support network. Thank God for friends.

One of the things I could most closely relate to was Gail and Caroline’s desire to compete with themselves and each other, but in a kind-hearted way. I am definitely a competitive person and have tried to tone down that zeal over the years! But I found myself wishing I could get out there and go rowing with them. Lol. I enjoy that sort of companionship where you encourage each other to be/do better.

The “main event” was of course very difficult to get through. Hospitals. Saying goodbye. The silence afterward. Similar of course to when Clementine also dies later in the book. And believe me, I, of all people understand the significance of losing a pet. I may not have a dog, but I would (will) completely fall apart when one of my cats goes. I already lost it when our ferret Arthur died and we only had him a few years. At any rate, this is a double whammy for Gail.

I appreciated her honesty about never being certain about what happens when we die and how she almost didn’t want to decide what she believed because it was kind of a balm not to. I’m always curious how other people view death and cope with it without a system of faith to fall back on.

No matter what, I don’t think any of us quite know what to do in the face of death because you expect the people around you to always be there, even if you know better.

And you certainly don’t expect them to go before they’re old. One of my favorite quotes from the book was, “’The real hell of this,’ he told her, ‘is that you’re going to get through it.’” Because isn’t that the hardest part? Still being around when someone else leaves.

I know it’s like THE sappiest song ever, but weren’t The Carpenters just exactly right?

“Why does my heart go on beating? Why do these eyes of mine cry? Don’t they know it’s the end of the world? It ended when you said goodbye.”

Wow, mom, way to depress us!! (Just kidding, I appreciate all book choices and emotions.)

Well, that’s about all the analysis I had. What were your thoughts?

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