Two things that struck me about the book “The Lovely Bones” (see book report): (besides the whole grief thing etc) the fact that the apparently weaker partner in a relationship can actually be the stronger one – it was beautiful to hear that, simply the fact that someone could realize that – it had never occurred to me before I read it there. And that a suburban, white, middle-class (but struggling) father could be portrayed in a loving, forgiving way. The non-ironic generosity of the book in general, in ways like that, was a source of great comfort for me.