Time. Precious time. Never enough but always too much. Running out, either too slow or too fast. Of course there is time for a cup of tea. We have five minutes. That is it. That is all. Or is it? What would time be like if it were not like it currently is? How would we measure life if time, as we know it, did not exist?
This book reminded me of another I read a while back. I am pretty sure it was Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five. If I am not mistaken, there comes a point in that novel when we are told that the past, the present and the future will always exist, and have always existed. The past will forever remain trapped in its present. It is right there, where it always, and as it always, has been.
If only we could go back and forth, huh?
I can see Henry’s face as the thought crosses my mind. I must have said it out loud for he is now shaking his head as he studies his book, freshly brewed coffee in hand, “be careful what you wish for“.
Both a blessing and a curse, that is Henry’s life. And his story? It is a whole new spectrum of emotions that make our ribcage feel way too small at times. And Clare… she found her other half way before they met. And she believed, she believed till her very last breath.
This book is a roller coaster. This book is life. Feels like being at a Christmas dinner with the whole family after years apart. Laughs, tears, awkward stories, embarrassing silences… This book is everything.
I found myself losing track of time as I read this. Quite ironic, wouldn’t you say? Audrey Niffenegger takes us on this journey that does not apologize for its high ups and low downs. This book is not a paper tissue being given to you so that you can wipe away your tears. Instead, it is a strong hand squeezing yours as you cry your heart out. It is a reminder that you are not alone. You have yourself. And that self, that self you call yours, is made of all the people, all the moments, all the time. And it is breathtaking.
I am truly in awe after this experience. Must get myself a copy in English. I have a feeling it will be interesting to reread.