If you are a regular visitor you can keep reading. . . Yes, I left you all dangling with Abigail's last post. Yes, it was her last. Yes, she left this Earth for brighter places. You knew it was coming. We all did. It comes for all of us, that invitation to the brighter place.
I know the most reasonable thing I could've done - perhaps should have done - was to continue with a post by Esperanza, perhaps sharing a recipe - in her grief - of something she served at the after-funeral reception. Or a post by Clarissa on how lovely the opening day was at Mercy's Gallery, despite her grief. Or an email from Lauren to Raul on how the diary is changing the lives of the people who read it, and that even though she grieves for Abigail, she knows that she, too, has a changed life because she met Abigail in the flesh and met Mercy in the pages of the diary.
But each time I would begin one of those posts, I would realize that I too was grieving the loss of this character and that nothing would be same after this. Then why did you kill her off, you might say. Because this is how life is scripted for us: we are born, we learn to love and be loved, and at some point after that, we die.
If you itch to know what becomes of Lauren, Clarissa and Esperanza, well I can certainly imagine a future for them, can't you? Lauren marries Raul. He becomes a heart surgeon, she teaches history at UCSB and lectures on the diary and what it teaches us. In time they are blessed with a son they name Michael and a daughter they name Abby. Clarissa marries John, she becomes the director of Mercy's Gallery, and they have twin girls: Chloe and Cara. Esperanza and her husband become the house parents for UCSB girls - scholarship girls on a very tight budget - who come to live at Abigail's House while they attend college. Graham meets a woman in rehab. He finally figures out what it means to love someone and be loved. (But not to worry. He is not killed off. . .)
And they all live realistically ever after - until the far-off day when the Brighter Place beckons. . .
It's not such a bad place to leave off. I can see it all. . . Can you?
7 comments:
Sigh. I've been checking back--hoping. But these "people" are so real, it makes sense that they move on.
Thank you, Susan, for the wonderful gift you've given in introducing me to these awesome women. It's been a joy to meet and travel a while with them--and you.
God bless,
Mary Kay
PS - Blessed Thanksgiving. Will Esperanza be cooking with you? :-)
Aw, I am sad to see the story come to an end. It had to happen eventually, of course. Thank you, Susan, for continuing on with the story through this blog as long as you did. I loved keeping up with everyone this way, it was wonderful just as the book was. (I've now read the book several times, I can't seem to read it enough!) These characters became like friends to me - and yes, I do see happy futures for all of them. =)
Thank you so much for continuing the story in this way. I found the blog yesterday and I've read the entire thing now... So glad they each seemed to get their happy endings, each in their own way.
I enjoyed the book, The Shape of Mercy, when I was finally able to check it out a year ago; but, I must say, I have enjoyed these Post Posts (is that redundant?) even more. I particularly love the exchanges between Clarissa and John Beckett-reminiscent of Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy....
So glad you kept writing the story post-publication.
Absolutely fascinating book! I really enjoyed the blog posts, too. I look forward to reading your other books as well. Thanks!
This was absolutely beautiful. Thank you for continuing the journey of Lauren, Abigail, and Clarissa. Your characters are amazing and I finish your books always overwhelmed with emotion. Thank you for providing us with such joys!
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