It’s 12:34 a.m. and so officially the publication day for The Truth Commission. And as luck would have it, I went on Twitter and found a review that made me tear up.
Thank you, Leila Roy and Kirkus for posting this on The Truth Commission‘s birthday.
I must quote the second to last paragraph in its entirety, because this is sort of my birthday, too:
“For me, my love for this book goes beyond the fun and the funny and the adorable and the sad; beyond the excellence of the family story and the friendship story and the sweetness of the romance and the quiet strength of Norm’s relationship with Ms. Fowler. It goes beyond the myriad of ways in which Norm and her friends change the lives of those they touch; beyond the huge cast of entirely three-dimensional characters; beyond the ruminations about the nature of truth and about gossip, about our feelings of entitlement toward other peoples’ private truths, about how asking a question can be a kindness, but sometimes, so can keeping your mouth shut. For me, at its core, the Big Truth of The Truth Commission is this: you get a whole lot more out of life when you set the ironic detachment aside, and start treating other people—and the world in general—with honesty, empathy, sensitivity, and love.”
Yup. Now I actually am having a little weepy-time.