RFM team members share a book they’ve enjoyed. Maybe you will, too!
I’m not a big reader (although I wish I were), so when I choose a book, I really want it to be worth my time – which I think we all can agree, is our most valuable resource these days.
I turned to one of my book-loving bus stop pals for recommendations, and she loaned me A Man Called Ove, by Fredrik Backman. I was skeptical about being entertained by a grumpy old widower, but after losing my sometimes-grumpy old dad a year and a half ago, I decided to dive in and look for some parallels.
I didn’t fly through it, but instead waited until I was in the right mood to follow the story of Ove as he slowly allows his needy and quite eclectic neighbors (and the neighborhood stray cat) into his solitary life. He is one of “those types” who thinks it’s his way or the highway and that he is surrounded by idiots (there’s my dad!).
Through the course of the novel, he (and we) learn lessons about judging a book by its cover, letting others in, and the wonderful feeling of being needed and useful to those around us. A few happy and sad tears were shed and I LOL’d a few times, which are my two gauges that a book was worth my time and worthy of my recommendation.
