“Lots of Candles, Plenty of Cake” by Anna Quindlen

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A book I will not finish – too uncomfortably alien for me. I will read one of her novels next, as I do enjoy her writing.

It is just that the differences I could easily find amusing while reading about experiences of a camel herd in desert, can feel jarring when one kind of feels one should have, somehow, had similar ones but one has failed.

The irony, of course, is that the leitmotif of the book seems to be “at our age we have stopped attempting to be who we think we should be, we can be ourselves!”

Well, this might be the problem – it can be uncomfortable, like visiting a church as an atheist, to be an outsider during activity that is supposed to give the comfort of company for the similarly- minded.

But lets end with a quote I did find truthful to my experiences, too:
“People do confuse alone and lonely, but when you’ve made the choice to be by yourself, the first has no shadow of the second. Inevitably, age is a time of solitude, not only because at a certain point your friends begin to die – “Last man standing,” my father said one day after the news of another passing – but because they, too, become less interested in frantic roundelays of socializing.”

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