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Our Souls at Night
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"Our Souls At Night" is a slim book that holds a gentle heart. That it is Kent Haruf's last novel and gift to his wife makes this extraordinary love story even more poignant and remarkable.
It begins in Haruf's characteristically sparse and understated fashion: "And then there was the day when Addie Moore made a call on Louis Waters. It was an evening in May just before full dark."
That call transforms the life of two elderly people who have lived alone after the death of their spouses. Seventy-year-old Addie makes an unabashed proposal to Louis, her neighbor two doors removed. It is to spend their nights together, lying companionably in bed, and talking.
To me, it seems scandalous but wondrous at the same time. It understandably shocks the moral sensibilities of the small town of Holt, Colorado, and repulses their adult children. It is, as Addie or Louis put it, "a good kind of new."
It is a story about living one's life in the present with courage and authenticity. It is about coping with loneliness in a totally unconventional way. It is about risking judgment and public criticism and being at peace with oneself. How liberating to think that advanced age is no barrier to seeking solace for the soul! "It's some kind of decision to be free. Even at our ages."
As Addie and Louis discover in their talks at night, people married to each other, who spend "a long time of joined life" together may not necessarily find happiness. Haruf offers a thought that strikes me as priceless: a good friendship offers more true companionship and comfort than a bad marriage.
"Our Souls At Night" is intimate, tender, inspiring, and uplifting. There is not a false note because it is Haruf's tribute to the life he shared with his wife, Cathy.
It begins in Haruf's characteristically sparse and understated fashion: "And then there was the day when Addie Moore made a call on Louis Waters. It was an evening in May just before full dark."
That call transforms the life of two elderly people who have lived alone after the death of their spouses. Seventy-year-old Addie makes an unabashed proposal to Louis, her neighbor two doors removed. It is to spend their nights together, lying companionably in bed, and talking.
To me, it seems scandalous but wondrous at the same time. It understandably shocks the moral sensibilities of the small town of Holt, Colorado, and repulses their adult children. It is, as Addie or Louis put it, "a good kind of new."
It is a story about living one's life in the present with courage and authenticity. It is about coping with loneliness in a totally unconventional way. It is about risking judgment and public criticism and being at peace with oneself. How liberating to think that advanced age is no barrier to seeking solace for the soul! "It's some kind of decision to be free. Even at our ages."
As Addie and Louis discover in their talks at night, people married to each other, who spend "a long time of joined life" together may not necessarily find happiness. Haruf offers a thought that strikes me as priceless: a good friendship offers more true companionship and comfort than a bad marriage.
"Our Souls At Night" is intimate, tender, inspiring, and uplifting. There is not a false note because it is Haruf's tribute to the life he shared with his wife, Cathy.
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You always manage to peel the layers of the books you read and inevitably you discover goodness and kindness somewhere. I commend you.

"What was the inspiration behind Our Souls at Night?
Kent said to me at the end of April, 'I am going to write a book about us.' His favorite time of all was when we would lie in bed at night, hold hands and talk about everything � living, dying, our spirits, our lovely children, our dear friends, this story, my hospice work, funny happenings, our great years together, frustrations, resentments, our feelings for each other and whatever went on that day. (It was very important to Kent and me that we stay current with each other about everything.)"
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And now that I have, your comment about Haruf writing about "People who... become family" rings crisply true. And as you also said in a comment, I did love this (despite it being less lyrical than Plainsong and Eventide).



I read your eloquent review of this book, Vishakha, and am so pleased you loved this book as much as I did. That this was Haruf's last book dedicated to his wife made it even more poigant and moving. Thank you for sharing the joy of Haruf's work.