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Just because the book is a little sad doesn't mean that it reflects anything more than surface values. This book was written extremely well but I felt that it could have used more focus and direction.
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That was a beautiful, heartwarming read. I loved Lucy's epilogue as we get her POV and her thoughts. I'm so glad Paul was able to pass on surrounded by love and family. Lucy's never ending support and care, and the joy that Cady brought to Paul in his final year made me cry my eyes out at the end.

I love the messages that Paul conveyed, about finding the meaning of life. He truly was so strong, never faltering, persevering to finish this book. I'm glad his dying wish was fulfilled. As said by him, "Words have a longevity I do not," I'm glad his daughter will get a chance to know him through this book, and I'm glad that he is able to help fellow neurosurgeons and neuroscientists with this book.

*I do think the first part of the book is more suited for people in the med industry

It was interesting to read this so close on the heels of Being Mortal. The similarities are obvious; both authors are Indian-American doctors writing about mortality and the meaning of life. But while Gawande takes a journalistic approach, Kalanithi's book is largely a memoir of his transition from doctor to patient as he faced his own terminal diagnosis. I've read memoirs of people who have died, and I've read memoirs of people whose loved ones have died, but I don't think I had read a memoir of someone whose own death was imminent and immediately preceded the book's publication. 

As Abraham Verghese notes in the foreword, Kalanithi's writing conveyed well that his love of literature was equal to his love of neuroscience and neurosurgery. Working in literary allusions and quotes as appropriate without relying too heavily on them, he writes eloquently about his decisions at each stage of his diagnosis, and how knowing that his time was limited didn't really change the fact that he didn't know how much longer he had. He kept returning to this idea of knowledge of time, saying that how to focus his next week depended on whether he had 3 months or 2 years or 10 years still ahead of him, whether he should spend time with his family, write, or try to return to neurosurgery. Given his uncertainty, he ended up doing a little of everything, and left the world richer in many facets because of it.

The book isn't long, but it's definitely worth a read. Bring the Kleenex.
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Incredibly moving.