my pov, may 2021, sometime past midnight
"[...] your love is not going to heal her. only she can heal herself."
raspberry jam is singing a song about life, a life that is sweet yet bitter, while summer makes the words dance. it is a story of loss; a story about intertwined kinds of love that pick us up but also drag us into something bigger than ourselves. i read this novel three times, continuously falling for its charm, but each time i was captivated by something else. perhaps that's why i still struggle to express how i feel about it; it feels personal, and i feel vulnerable and exposed, but raspberry jam is truly a celebration of life at its finest.
the first time i read it, it was gemma that captivated me, our heroine. gemma, who is seemingly leading a simple life, yet holds grief beyond words and compassion that embraces her loved ones like the warmest hug. gemma, who just like many of us, drowns herself in work, caffeine, and solitude, trying to keep her vision forward no matter how blurry it might be. the second time i read it, it was krys. krys, who knows how to love deeply and tenderly, who is sometimes misunderstood, and sometimes a victim of her own self. each part of her story was nothing but raw and overwhelming pain that i couldn't get rid of, that i couldn't stop thinking about. she made me feel excited, resentful, and then safe again. i might be grateful for this character like for no other (except maybe keanu and his irritatingly sweet german which reminds me of my own habits so much). the third time i read it, it was the poems which will surely withstand any test of time about summer's talent to gift us an ode to life.
if you're looking for a great read, you are at the right place. i don't know the exact reason why you might fall for it so much, but once you finish it, you won't feel the same. i just know that i am excited about fourth and fifth read, and all those that will follow along, because just like home, this novel is a place i'll always go back to.
"i love you too. so stick around."