#2,271 A Man Called Ove.
I finished the book on the beach yesterday. I cried so hard. I cried like a baby. I cried like the first time I saw Big Fish. I mean… I really cried.
Before Ben, I never cried over books or movies. Ever. And then, loving someone so much opened up a corner of my heart and head I had never used before, because in the years that followed, I found myself to be a movie crier.
So tonight we watched the film adaptation of A Man Called Ove. Same results.