But all endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.
“Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet In Heaven, pg. 1 line 3-4”
I was feverish yesterday so I had to lie in bed the whole day, in my sister’s bedroom. So, on the bedside were books (my sister is a Grade School Teacher), books, books and more books. Of all the books in the stand, small book with “Mitch Albom” largely printed on the cover caught my attention. It was because, I thought it was a story about a person named “Mitch Albom” (how stupid of me). I am not a book lover, because I have this feeling that books create false pretenses that may be/will be the basis of our future judgement, but there is something with this book that had urged me to open that front page and read the lines after that.
The book is, Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom (author of Tuesdays With Morrie; I don’t know that book and haven’t read it). The book started with an ending. Yes, you read it right, it began with an end, an end to the main character’s life, Eddie. I really suck at doing book reviews, I swear, because my whole life, the only “legit” book (with that I mean a “book” book, not a “school book”.. LOL) was HAMLET by William Shakespear. I was forced to read it for a book review project in High School.
So there I was, in bed, reading every word Mitch Albom wrote in the book. It was as if I was part of the story because one way or another, I had the same questions about time, life and love. Questions such as “Why am I here?” “Why did he do that?” “If I die, will somebody even cry?”. It’s as if the book was really made to answer some questions that I have long asked my self. And reading on, it mentioned two of my greatest fears in life, (1)growing old, sickly, grumpy and useless and (2) losing a loved one. The book was not overly sentimental yet I can feel that it can elicit emotions from the readers.
I won’t give any justice to the book if I make a book review. All you have to do is grab a copy and read the book. I would be glad to know what you think of it too.
Life has to end, love doesn’t.