When things used to be simple. They would visit every Tuesday. I would miss them ,the kids would fill up the house with noise and excitement. Then we got custody and the world changed. I learned how to share. I learned how to teach. I and others learned how to dream big for them. We all watched them grow experiment and change
I have recently started reading Nicholas Sparks’ latest novel The Longest Ride. As far as I can tell, this novel is written from the perspective of different characters. In the first chapter, we meet Ira. I believe he is in his early hundreds. He spends much of the first few pages talking about the close relationship he had with his father. What I liked most about this particular section was that it showed how human Ira was. He is an elderly man who was shaped by the guidance of his parents and the love of his wife. Of the only part I didn't particularly care for was the appearance of Ira's late wife. It seems to me that Sparks used this premise in his last few novels but I can be certain. One of the things that I enjoyed most about this first chapter was the amount of history that was involved in it. It seemed slightly reminiscent of Nicholas Sparks’ first big novel The Notebook. I didn't get through his last novel so I planned on doing a series of blogs about...
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