I’d read one book by Australian author Liane Moriarty before and enjoyed it, so when I saw this one, I decided to give it a go. It was a good decision. Plus, it’s ‘soon to be a major motion picture’ so I just doubly saved whatever exorbitant price I wasn’t going to pay to visit the movie theatre where I rarely ever go to not watch a movie I would never pay to see. I’m so thrifty it’s confusing.
I hate to give away any plot details about the books I read, but I figure there’s no harm in glossing over the main gist of the novel since it’s written on the back cover. (Am I the only one who likes to wait until they’re 50 pages into the book to read the blurb?) The main character in this book is Alice, who falls, hits her head, and forgets the last ten years of her life. So she thinks that she is twenty-nine, pregnant with her first child and madly in love with her husband, when in reality she is thirty-nine, the mother of three, and getting a divorce.
I really enjoyed this book, and the subliminal moral it slipped between the wrinkles of my brain is a good one. As the years go by, we have a tendency to be in such a rush, overwhelmed with all of the responsibilities we have to take care of and obligations we have to fulfill. During this process, we have might take for granted the loved ones who help us on our journey. Instead of appreciating what they do, we tend to focus on their shortcomings and focus on what they don’t do.
What would your self from ten years ago think about your life today? About your choices and reactions and time restrictions? Sometimes it’s better to let perfection slide through our grasp than to resent imperfections. Reading this book made me feel wiser. It probably won’t last long. I may have to read it again twenty minutes after my husband gets home from work, but I’m going to try really hard to remember what I think I learned. I give this fun, cute book 5 stars.