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#1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover held readers spellbound with her novel Hopeless, the story of what happened when a troubled girl named Sky encountered a long-lost childhood friend, Dean Holder. Now, in Losing Hope, we finally learn the truth about Dean Holder. Haunted by the little girl he couldn't save from imminent danger, Holder's life has been overshadowed by feelings of guilt and remorse. He has never stopped searching for her, believing that finding her would bring him the peace he needs to move on. However, Holder could not have anticipated that he would be faced with even greater pain the moment they reconnected. In Losing Hope, Holder reveals the way in which the events of Sky's youth affected him and his family, leading him to seek his own redemption in the act of saving her. But it is only in loving Sky that he can finally begin to heal himself.
- Format: TradePaperback
- Author: Hoover, Colleen
- ISBN: 9781476746555
- Condition: Used
- Dimensions: 8.22 x 0.84
- Number Of Pages: 336
- Publication Year: 2013
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"I’ve been let down by this life one too many times and quite frankly, I’m tired of losing hope."
Jennifer E. - 3 years 10 months agoDevastated: “It’s absurd that people are allowed to use it to describe anything other than how a mother feels when she loses her child,” a brother loses his sister, a grandchild loses a grandfather, a wife loses her life partner. Loss is “the only situation in this entire world worthy of the term.” “Desire and need just might be the only thing that can minimize grief.” Colleen Hoover’s Losing Hope is a love letter to all of the mothers, brothers, sons and daughters who have ever lost someone to suicide. Holder journals his anguish: “Les was the bravest fucking person I’ve ever known…It takes a lot of guts to do what she did. To just end it, not knowing what’s next? Not knowing if there’s anything next? It’s easier to go on living a life without any life in it than it is to just say ‘fuck it’ and leave. She was one of the few that just said, ‘fuck it.’ And I’ll commend her every day I’m still alive, too scared to do the same thing…I’m just a brother who loved his sister more than life itself…I cope better by telling myself that what she did was noble…I need to believe that what she did was the only answer she had left, because if I don’t, then I’ll never forgive myself for not helping her find a different one.” But then he discovers Les’ letter at the back of the notebook: “I wasn’t looking to be saved. I just wanted to be let go…I’ve been let down by this life one too many times and quite frankly, I’m tired of losing hope…I hope you never allow yourself to believe I went through with it because you failed me in some way…you have no idea how many times you’ve already saved me.” “Stop placing the blame on yourself for everything bad that happens to the people around you…Sometimes even all the love in the world from mothers and brothers isn’t enough to help pull someone out of their nightmare. We just need to accept that things are what they are, and all the guilt and regret in the world can’t change that.” “In order to miss someone, that means you were privileged enough to have them in your life to begin with…I honestly thought I’d always be hopeless, but I find hope every single day…I want to tell you exactly how I feel but there isn’t a single goddamned word in the entire dictionary that can describe this point between liking and loving you…If you mix the letters in the words like and love, you get LIVE.” “So choose life in order that you may live” (Deuteronomy 30:19) and celebrate every candle on every cake.