just after college, i read a book that gutted me, and continues to haunt me today
the book was
Two Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle. it's a beautiful telling of two people madly in love who married and
raised a family all the while living life to the absolute fullest. at the end of the book, L'Engle's husband, Hugh, dies of cancer, and i remember feeling just heartbroken for her as she described the death of her husband being like an amputation.
i re-read the book a month before kenny and i got married and it struck the same deep sadness in me then as it did the first time i read it. perhaps it is time for me to read it again, as
Madeleine herself passed away this week.
although news of her passing is so sad, i can't help but smile at the thought of hugh and madeleine reunited in that forever place where there are
no more tears."music i heard with you was more than music, and bread i broke with you was more than bread."
m. l'engle, two part invention