“You deserve someone who loves you with every single beat of his heart, someone who thinks about you constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you’re doing, where you are, who you’re with, and if you’re OK. You need someone who can help you reach your dreams and protect you from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone who could make you happy, really happy, dancing on air happy.”
Oh, those sweet delusions of romance novels! Entombed in my suburban lair, spending my days scouring the web in search of employment, sulking about the next-to-zero income and the nasty cold of Parisian winter, I picked up Where Rainbows End (aka Love, Rosie). After all, the film trailer looked quite promising, I didn’t read Cecilia Ahern since… well, since P.S. I love you, and in fading naiveté I thought a happy ending could be optimistic.
Alex and Rosie have been in-separate friends since they were five, up until the moment Alex moved to Boston with his parents, and Rosie got knocked-up and had to renounce the idea of going to college in good-old America. Destined to be together, they are oblivious of each other’s true feelings, the distance and circumstances do not make the things easier.
“Life is funny isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about something, and feel like you know what direction you’re heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west, and you’re lost. It is so easy to lose your way, to lose direction. And that’s with following all the signposts”
As it turned out, Love, Rosie isn’t just a romance novel. It is quite a tragedy about wasted years and opportunities, and lives
lost changed by circumstances and lack of will to fight for things that matter. Although Rosie is profoundly likable, and is, essentially, a strong woman, a good mum and a victim of circumstance in many ways, her actions and choices sometimes left her friends exasperated. Alex… well, Alex is a guy. He’s funny, caring, hard-working and a good friend. Husband material, basically.
Alex and Rosie are given quite a few chances to explore their feelings towards each other, but they never pronounce a word. Because the other person didn’t speak or act first. So, as they slowly near 50, Alex manages to father two boys from two separate wives, while Rosie brings up her daughter on her own in Ireland. All because neither of them could bring themselves to admit the best things in their lives were just in front of them and make the first step.
Love, Rosie is funny, touching, really well-written and filled with beautiful quotes. It one of those books it’s hard to put down. Yet, perhaps most importantly, it is a book that teaches a lesson. Because if you don’t bother to seize your happiness, you may end up with a failed-marriage or two and quite a few other problems.
“So I left my wonderfully intelligent family and soaked myself in the bath and considered drowning myself. Then I remembered I still had chocolate cake left over from yesterday so I came back up for air. Some things are worth living for.”
Overall note: 4* P.S. Definitely looking forward to seeing the film