Book Review: The Time Traveller's Wife

So, I just finished reading The Time Traveller's Wife. I wanted to read it before the movie comes out this week. Books are always so much better than the movie! And I just love a good book. I love getting to know the characters and becoming a part of the story. I love that books allow you to leave whatever is going on in your life--good, bad, happy, sad-- and just focus on the problems or joys of the novel. I can get so lost in a book.

But I especially like to read about love. Ahh....love. The love in a great novel is one of the most precious things on earth. Time after time, book after book, I am continuously amazed at the written word's ability to create a longing, an ache inside for that kind of love. It also leaves my heart feeling a little more full...like in some way I too am able to share some piece of the love in the story.

The Time Traveller's Wife is one of those books. I will admit that it was more difficult to read than some works. (But I guess the specifics about time travel are always a bit complex...) I constantly had to flip to see what date we were on and then flip back to see on what date another event had taken place, etc. I applaud the author though. She must have had quite a vision to construct such a story woven throughout so much of Time.

But back to the love part....This book captures it. I can't explain how I feel after reading it...except to refer to the ache I mentioned before. Henry loves Clare so deeply, so completely...I want that kind of love. He is so captivated by her, it makes me (and I'm sure many women readers) wonder "Do I have that power? Will someone find me so completely captivating? Am I really the 'other half' of someone's soul?" And Clare's love for Henry is perfect....she loves him on so many levels, and this, I think, is so necessary when it comes to loving a man. She loves him in the present for who he is with her, but she loves him in the future for who he is because of her. It's really a beautiful thing. And she loves him through his weakness, forgives his faults, and clings to the love she has even if it is for but a moment in Time.

I believe in love. The kind of love that crosses oceans and Time.

And like Henry said, Time is nothing.