What did I just read? Let me just say that I wanted to love it. Well, first I wanted to like it. Because I really wasn’t sure what I read here. I just know my emotions were left between these pages here. This was a deep, moving, tale, and it got me…but…
Was it real? Whether or not it was, there is something to be said about this deeply moving story.
Helen, an 80-something widow has given up on herself. Her life. And she has left everything behind and moved to her old home. That she grew up in at one point in her life. But everything she knew once, has changed, so why did she do it?
We can tell that Helen’s spirit is gone. And, it certainly is at this point as a reader that we are feeling her aloneness and sadness and loss of self and hope for anything more from this life.
Does this make it a depressing saga? Not necessarily. But it definitely will touch readers with its heart-felt moments. There is something relatable here. And, we can’t help but pay attention.
Helen is alone. Very alone. And, we definitely can feel that intensity of aloneness that is felt through aging. The author highlights it so well. And, for this I give him credit for having readers feel it so deeply. And, as readers, experiencing this intensity of aloneness, we can’t help but feel Helen, as we inhabit her movements, when one night, late, she goes out, and picks up her neighbor’s trash. There is something surreal about this, especially as she finds memories of her son in one of the toys she finds in that trash.
And, as readers we can’t help but be caught up in her aloneness and routines. And, her fascination with this trash, when there is this moment, as she is exploring and cleaning, she finds a…mouse? That she names Sipsworth. (Hence: the name of the book!) And, she makes it her mission to bring this mouse back to health.
Or does she? Hence, my confusion.
And, eventually she starts to meet people. And, now she has a life, worth living? And, friends who are helping her, help Sipsworth live? Yes, these are question marks.
But when it is time to have other people come and get Sipsworth the help it needs…no spoilers. Because that would give away everything. And, perhaps my confusion, most of all.
Still, the closeness of the community connection, takes Helen out of her head and creates something she didn’t have, which gives Van Booy’s writing a softness, and a sensitivity even in my confusion about the story. Because, even if I struggled to like or love it, I recognize there was something deep here. A place we all know that could happen to any one of us.
Questions that we might even ask ourselves.
How do we overcome this loneliness as we age? When people we loved in partnership are no longer with us? And, it is just us navigating this life on our own?
This was a very quick, one sitting read. But even as eloquent as the prose was, it was still a confusing read. Of a lonely lady who didn’t want to live, who found something (a mouse?) that gave her a reason to live. And, maybe that was the point? Definitely a compelling one. Maybe we all need something to give us a reason for living.
Side note: I know, even this one was an unusual one for me to pick as my last book for the year. But I have come to recognize that even around the holidays, not all people are in celebration mode. Look around you. Be sensitive. Be open to the private and hidden stories others might be harboring. Some might be in shadow or challenged by grief. I know that the holidays aren’t always filled with presents and joy for everyone. Wherever you are on your journey, please know you are not alone. Sending love and hugs and hearts and prayers and light to all who need and want it today and always. And, a radiance of blessings in 2025. ❤️🩹