This book took me ages to read.
It started slow. Very slow. Plus I hated the ending. I expected that after I’d made it through, there’d be some nice rewarding ending. But, nothing. You’re wondering why there’s a review then? There were lessons learned. A poignant, heartrending, educative story of the importance of family, friendships and relationships in general. This book shows that career can never be everything. It always leaves a large gaping void that can only be filled by actual people who know and love you. I’ve learned that you really cannot expect people to love you and pine over you forever because the truth is people move on; they really fall in love with other people and you’re no longer number one.
The book tells the story of Tully (Tallulah) and Kate (Kathleen), two girls who meet on their street (Firefly Lane) and begin a friendship which spans over three decades and the broken hearts of a few men. Tully is ambitious, vivacious, daring, domineering and a bit too imposing for my liking. She lives her life as a sort of call for attention to the mother who has always abandoned her. She is unable to really love anyone or completely be herself with anyone other than her friend Kate and her family. She enjoys having a family and feeling such love through Kate’s family. Of course, until she begins to want one of hers as well. Kate Mularkey is the docile, loving, meek and ever supportive friend of Tallulah Hart. She lives her live after Tully in Tully’s shadow in an almost infuriating manner and always apologizes even when Tully is wrong. Such friendship. She had me annoyed so many times with inability to stand up to her friend which led to so many grudges.
After all is said and done anyway, I liked the fact that she finally comes around to standing up to Tully and while Tully’s drive is somewhat admirable, this novel solidifies my idea that there has to be a balance between career and life, real living. Only your actual family can fully be yours. However, Tully and Kate worked out as friends because someone was always willing to compromise, apologize first, make sacrifices in general and this has taught me that while a relationship can only work when these three elements are involved, it would be nice if one person didn’t have to do all the sacrificing every single time. A major theme is also the struggles of motherhood and how it’s not always as joyful as it’s cracked up to be but how all those little things like a hug from your teenage daughter make it completely worthwhile. I appreciated my mother after reading this and of course felt sorry about how some of my thoughtless actions or words may have made her feel.
A few quotes;
Sometimes being a good friend means saying nothing
Motherhood at times like this—most times—was about the steel in your spine, not the bend.
It’s never good to sit around and wait for someone or something to change your life.
One thing I can tell you for sure is this: we only regret what we don’t do in life.”
Thoughts—even fears—were airy things, formless until you made them solid with your voice, and once given that weight, they could crush you.
That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours.
What good did it do to light the world on fire if she had to watch the glow alone?
She knew, too, that love didn’t evaporate. It faded, perhaps, lost it’s weight like bones left out in the sun, but it didn’t go away.
If you don’t mind a little sadness and some anger, then you should read this book. I’d give it four out of five stars.