And I have to admit the whole story of he brother's life and death tugged at my heartstrings. Yes, her parents were both beautiful people who will be missed.
Not 'heart-wrenching'.This book was fine, but I honestly think that if I had read the first chapter and then read the last chapter I wouldn't have missed much. But I'm a bit irritated with this book right now, because it is one of those books that has been ridiculously overrated. **Update** I just re-read this book for the forth time and it continues to devastate and delight me. By writing a book filled with parallels, Forman proves that life has no opposite and thus leaves readers with an overwhelming since of joy and hope despite tears and grief that they are bound to feel. It is filled with happiness and sorrow, laughter and tears, birth and death, love and loss.
If I Stay demonstrates the kind of beauty that can only exist alongside despair and shines all the more for it. In art, the brightest colors appear beside the darkest of lines and in this book, the most endearing, tender and happy moments are surrounded by grief so palpable, that you will laugh through your tears and sob with a smile. The one thing that remains the same is the question that Mia has asked herself for the past few months, should I go or should I stay? Then, one fateful morning, Mia’s world is turned on its head and life as she knows it changes.
Either way, she has something to gain and something to lose. Mia has a choice, she can follow her love of music, go to Julliard and accomplish her cellist dreams, or she can stay with her family and the love of her life and follow her heart. Furthermore, she is a gifted musician and is about to be accepted into the prestigious Julliard. Mia is eighteen and has the kind of family any of us would pray to be born to and the kind of boyfriend that can only exist in the fictitious world. Your dreams will be fitful and when you finally awaken, you will find yourself tangled up in sheets with puffy, swollen eyes from tears that you shed when you weren’t even aware enough to know you were crying. Then there is the other kind of book that will touch your heart, or awaken a lingering memory or a potential fear that will haunt your mind so that even long after you’ve fallen asleep, your unconscious self is still wading through the details. At any rate, it’s a book that you read, either like or dislike, but no sooner than you have turned the last page, it is out of sight and out of mind. There are two kinds of books, those that you finish reading and leave you with fleeting memories of the attractive hero, the silly heroine, and the overall storyline, or perhaps all you noted was the glaring plot holes, inconsistencies, ridiculousness or flat characters.
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