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Lisa Jewell, The House we grew up in

Obwohl nicht so bedrückend wie 'And then she was gone' oder zu spannend wie 'I found You' gingen mir einige Stellen bei diesem Band doch sehr nah. Ganz abgesehen davon, dass es wieder eine sehr bewegende Familiengeschichte ist, bietet sie auch ganz ungewöhnliche Einblicke in das Seelenleben eines Hoarders oder Messies, Aspekte, die ich noch garnicht so betrachtet hatte und irgendwie auch nachvollziehen konnte.

You know, why wait for a certain day if you want to buy flowers now? Unimaginative really, isn't it, buying overpriced roses on the same day as everybody else. You know, you see a woman walking home with a bouquet of flowers, you think, Wow, someone really loves her! You see the same woman with the ame bouquet on Valentine's and you just get the feeling that someone was going through the motions.
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You know how you have a memory of something, and it's flat, you know, like a piece of paper. It's just a fact that you can recall. A moment. And then other times that memory extrapolates itself into something three-dimensional with smells and textures and colour? And you think to yourself; where was that hiding all this time? Do you ever get that, Jim? Well, as you know, that's why I keep so many things, because of that innate energy that things carry, that shadow of a memory that each thing casts.
...and then I realised that a spirit is just another word for a memory, isn't it? The stronger the memory the stronger the spirit. Because as much as I'd love to believe that the spirit lives on as a thing separate to humanity, I know that's not true. It's in our minds, in our hearts, that a person's spirit lives on.

(Lisa Jewell, The House we grew up in, 2013)