| Lindsay’s beloved husband Sam is dying of prostate cancer. The fourth in three generations of his family to contract it, Sam knew long before checking in with his physician, and had refused evasive treatment. Lindsay and Sam have moved to a home near Lake Michigan to spend Sam’s remaining time. It’s March, and the beginning of spring, but for Sam, it’s the beginning of the end. In her conscious mind, Lindsay thinks only of making the most of Sam’s remaining time, and of preparing for the financial issues to follow his demise. She is afraid, at first, to make any kind of plans for herself.
Lindsay sees all sorts of unusual women: riding Harleys, walking the shore, staring in her back door, though at first she doesn’t realize these are members of her soul-group. She glimpses her deceased Uncle Herron in the cottage as well. She also repeatedly dreams a seal is in her bedroom, and sees bubbles floating in the air, that can’t be vacuumed away. In the meantime, she notices an antiques mall, suddenly closed and vacated, and almost without her realizing it, she flings herself into starting a business, marketing, and contacting the property’s owner. She feels as if this had all been worked out on some higher level, and only now is it materializing in real life. In addition, her long-time love for Daniel, her husband Sam’s best friend, tears at her heart-strings. Although the story got off to a rocky start, in only a few pages I was grieving, loving, mystified, and laughing along with the characters who soon became as real to me as if I knew them face to face. Ms. Hudson definitely does not stint with the major issues: cancer, dying, drug addictions, mental problems, love which must be concealed, duty, family obligations, life purpose, and much more. This is a long and involved novel, but very uplifting, and I’d like to highly recommend it.
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Reviewer: Annie |