Last Wednesday, I reluctantly read the final pages of the last book in the most wonderful series ever . . . Anne of Green Gables.
Oh y’all, please excuse me while I take some time to process all of the emotions.
This series will forever live in my heart as one of my favorites.
A huge thanks goes out to Rebecca, who had the great idea to read these together. If it hadn’t been for our spontaneous book conversation one evening, I would still be clueless that these little nuggets of reading bliss exist – just waiting to be discovered.
“If we have friends we should look only for the best in them and give them the best that is in us, don’t you think? Then friendship would be the most beautiful thing in the world.”
When I first learned that there were eight books in the series, I was a little aghast . . .
Until I realized that eight books were not enough to tell the sweeping, coming-of-age story of the most beloved red headed orphan I’ve ever encountered in literature.
It took me a little more than a month (44 days) to devour these. I had to take one small, four-day break to gobble down a long-awaited book from a different series, but I got right back down to all things Anne-girl when I finished.
The first book let me in stitches with Anne’s various antics, and a deep love for Matthew and Marilla Jones as cultivated in my heart as they opened up their hearts and home for this talkative little chatterbox.
As I progressed through the books and watched Anne grow up, my love for her outlook on life and her spunk only increased.
Three of the books earned rare, ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ratings from me. The rest were awarded four stars.
Even while I wasn’t actively reading, the words floated around in my mind.
It was beautiful Rainbow Valley that I envisioned as I lay on the table during my MRI – Lucy Montgomery’s vivid imagery distracting me from the loud noises emanating from the machine I was laying in the middle of.
It was the endless gossip of Susan, Cornelia, and other characters that had me wistful for my youth, which I spent in tiny little town where that’s what the women did – gab about the local happenings.
I laughed audibly many, many times during my readings, and I cried during the last book – the fate of beloved characters and pets stirring up the tears I had felt behind my eyelids from the opening chapters.
“And you will tell your children of the Idea we fought and died for – teach them it must be lived for as well as died for, else the price paid for it will have been given for nought.”
If you’ve only read the first book, I highly encourage you to proceed to the ones that follow.
It’s a journey you won’t regret taking and one I plan on revisiting through the movies and shows I will queue up in the very near future (maybe while I’m recuperating from my upcoming shoulder surgery).
“It is never quite safe to think we have done with life. When we imagine we have finished our story fate has a trick of turning the page and showing us yet another chapter.”
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