This happens to be my favorite book of all time. There are a lot of fabulous reads out there, but this one happens to hold a very special place in my heart. I read it back in August of 2001 and have chosen to NEVER, EVER go back and re-read it. There are many reasons for this, but I loved the book so much that I was afraid that if I were to review it again, I'd find fault with it. And as any love affair, I didn't want to part with the "no book can top this" kind of feeling.
Let me set the stage for you. Our first child had just turned 1, we were leaving him for the first time with my parents as we set out on a Yellowstone expedition...Our first child-free vacation in over a year. We had gorgeous weather, a great time reconnecting as husband and wife, good food, long naps in the car beside babbling brooks. This short time of our life really couldn't be any sweeter. At the same time, I had found the ultimate book! Really? What more could I ask for??? So, when I closed the final page of this book and literally wept because it was over, I have chosen to never go back to it. What if it was Yellowstone that made me like it so much? What if it was the enormous amounts of uninterrupted sleep we were getting? What if it was the food? Or the long, solitary drive? What if the book really wasn't that good at all? What if it was merely my state of mind? I couldn't even go there...So I never have...Until NOW!
Ten years, two houses, two kids, 3 dogs, and countless fish later, I have decided to go back and read "Cane River"...
I'm very scared and I'm not sure I can do it, but I'm going to try.
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