I finished "Room" yesterday. It was very disturbing and hard to read, but super well written. And the subject couldn't be more important. Because women are held like this all over the world. But more than a book about captivity, it is a book about motherhood and how tenacious our love can be. We won't give up, we don't, and we do so much more than survive. That love is absolute. I don't want to give away any plot, because I think everyone should read it. It's not a perfect book, but it gets hold of you and tugs.
Today I'm having lunch and dinner out. Lunch with our older son and his half brother, whom we adore, dinner with them and also our younger daughter and son. Tomorrow our Irish son leaves. I will miss him. It is so rare we're all together, but for a brief moment, at the cabin, we were. It makes for great memories.
My husband and I walked over to see "Cave of Forgotten Dreams" at our local theater. I'd already seen it, but was happy to see it again. The cave drawings are so beautiful, and the world it reveals so mesmerizing. My husband liked it as well. It feels so weird to be able to see a movie in the middle of the day. This retirement thing is strange.
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