"I was in my forties, reading in my purple chair. My father was in his 80s and my sister was in the ocean. Her ashes, scattered there by all of us, in swimsuits under a blue sky. And only now am I grasping the importance of looking backward. Of remembrance. My father finally wrote out his memoirs for a reason. I took a year of reading books for a reason. Because words are witness to life: they recorded what has happened and they make it all real. Words create the stories that become history and become unforgettable. Even fiction portrays truth: good fiction is truth. Stories about lives remembered bring us backward while allowing us to move forward."
Sunday, January 08, 2012
What's New on the Bookshelf?
"I was in my forties, reading in my purple chair. My father was in his 80s and my sister was in the ocean. Her ashes, scattered there by all of us, in swimsuits under a blue sky. And only now am I grasping the importance of looking backward. Of remembrance. My father finally wrote out his memoirs for a reason. I took a year of reading books for a reason. Because words are witness to life: they recorded what has happened and they make it all real. Words create the stories that become history and become unforgettable. Even fiction portrays truth: good fiction is truth. Stories about lives remembered bring us backward while allowing us to move forward."
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connie · 690 weeks ago
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