Ever wonder if you leave a mark? Has anything you have done, said, experienced mattered to anyone but you? Are you noticed? Remembered? Are you impacting anyone?
These questions are ones that Britt-Marie contemplates and ultimately answers in Fredrik Backman’s novel Britt-Marie Was Here.
So often throughout life, I have wondered… Did that matter? Was it important? Is anyone listening? Do I matter?
The more Fredrik Backman I read, the more I really enjoy him as an author. Previously I have read, A Man Called Ove, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry, and Bear Town. I also loved the movie, A Man Called Ove.
The thing is, Backman is an incredible storyteller. He creates these characters that are so real. They are people that you would like to sit down and have coffee with. You want to spend time with them. What an artistic gift!
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Being a native Minnesotan, I enjoyed getting to know Britt-Marie. Her quirks and distinctly Scandinavian behaviors cracked me up. For her, things are done the way they are done, without exception. Dinner is at 6:00. Civilized people use coasters. The list goes on and on.
There were things about her that reminded me of my Grandma. And I love that.
The crux of the story is that Britt-Marie has left her husband of many years. She has devoted her life to being his wife, definitely a worthy cause. Now she is on her own and she really doesn’t know who she is without him, and ultimately wondering if she matters.
It is a wonderful story of a woman finding her way, making new friends (including a local rat) and ultimately discovering she can leave her own mark. People will remember that she was here.
I admit I got a little bogged down in the middle of the book with it’s wandering story about soccer, a strange little town, and unusual people.
And yet, as the characters developed I grew to love Britt-Marie. I found that she was a special gift to the little town. That she left her mark. She changed things and inspired people and encouraged them all by just being her quirky self.
Isn’t that what we all desire? To leave a mark?
That is why I blog. I am always so hopeful that my words will encourage or inspire someone. That what I’ve written about my thoughts, experiences, whatever will impact just one person.
I want to leave my mark.
I want someone to know I was here.
Me and Britt-Marie 🙂