When your world falls apart, it may take some time for the stars to realign.
Liberty wanted to change the way people saw the stars. But now her life is falling out of the sky as her parents announce their divorce and her dad moves out. During the next year, can Liberty figure out how to live her new life, or will the stars forever be out of line?
A story of patterns and exceptions. A tale of what happens when one girl's family falls apart.
Trigger warnings for depression, divorce, sexism, and parental abandonment.
Frustrated and angry at the world, Liberty didn't know how to deal as her world fell down around her. A lover of space and stars, she often looked to the sky for answers. Hurt, confused, and scared, Lib struggled to show and reign in her emotions, often causing them to spill out in damaging ways. Observant, she tried to take care of her spiraling family as much as she could, even as it tore her apart inside. Luckily, a coping mechanism that fell into her lap was simply perfect for her. The more she anguished, the more I wanted to give this vulnerable girl a hug.
Families are constellations, all connected in various shapes and patterns. But sometimes, they get scrambled into new shapes. From her tormented, but trying father, to her strong but saddened mother, to her moody younger sister, Liberty's family and relationships were all affected by the separation. The family bonded through all sorts of outdoorsy things, and it was so wonderful to see that never disappear, even as the family themselves changed. Depression crippled her father, turning him into someone different than the man she knew. Wise and somehow freer then before, Liberty's mother was a rock for her daughters. Filled with the wonder and hopes of a child, Jilly was precious. Well built, some of their bonds strengthened while others withered away and had to be built up once more.
Sometimes our star maps fail, and as The Year We Fell From Space shows, it takes time to chart a new one. Honest and insightful, this story of family, growing up, and what fell from the sky, was absolutely beautiful. A look at how depression changes not only the person themselves, but manifests itself in various ways across members of a family. Incredibly relatable, it also talked about the confusion, tears, and fears surrounding declining mental health and divorce. The middle grade read also highlighted why it's important to talk about how you're really feeling. Organically nestled within were conversations about gender roles, sexism, acceptance, and being kind to others even while you're hurting. The mash-up of magical realism and coping mechanisms was one of the oddest, yet most wholesome things I've ever read. Gorgeously written, Amy Sarig King crafted and captured pain, strained love, and the slow process of healing in ways that touched the deepest parts of my soul.
Make sure this book falls into your hands this year.