Why I love The Life List by Lori Nelson Spielman

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It’s no secret that I adore The Life List. I had such a good feeling about this book from the beginning- and then the first few pages sucked me in. I cried. I laughed. I loved.  I loved so much that I picked this as October Book Lovers Unite selection. I love so much that I tell anyone to read this book.

Why do I love this book so much? That’s complicated. And yet, kind of simple.

 

While I may not have had an actual, honest to goodness written life list like Brett, I had dreams. Some were simple. Some were silly. Some were dreams that I just assumed would happen as they were more like rite of passages. Some were dreams that upon later in life I’m glad they did not work out!

 

Dreams and plans are good. In fact, necessary. Without a dream, life is not worth living. For me, over the years some dreams have panned out- I’m college-educated, I’ve had some great opportunities. I’ve had some experiences in life that made me feel so alive, so sparkly and wonderful. I’ve also made mistakes. I’ve been too scared at times to take chances. I’ve regretted things.

With Brett, I felt such a kinship. Similar age range, similar education backgrounds- living a good life- just not the life that we’d planned, dreamed about.  Is my life terrible? No, in fact it’s pretty wonderful. However, I do wonder about the unknown.

When I was 14, I dreamed of going to Harvard. This was before I understood things of how much college would cost or the fact that while I was an A+ student at my school- transcript was not going to be quite as impressive as other students who went to more prestigious high schools. I dreamed it because I wanted it. And because, for a long time, no one ever told me I couldn’t.

 

One day, I hope to find that little girl who dreamed of going to Harvard- who felt brave enough to say she had a dream- even if it seemed impossible. Thanks to Brett and her creator Lori Nelson Spielman, I might be a step closer to finding that girl.