An absorbing and profoundly moving memoir by a thriving, vibrant, caring neurosurgeon diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer who finds meaning and value, what is most important, not letting time dictate what he does with his remaining - time. With his education, well, in fact, a life background in literature - and science - Paul Kalanithi blends the two beautifully into a heartwarming and heartbreaking book that I enjoyed tremendously.
I read this book in one day. Actually, a few hours. Although I knew the end of the story, I still was rooting for a miracle. While the miracle didn't come in a cure, if not a miracle, Kalanithi pursued a life well-lived. I was struck by his oncologist who refused to give him probabilities or time but instead encouraged him to find value and do that, in his writing, in his work which he pursed with gusto, in his renewed relationship with his wife and his desire to give to her in the remaining - time.
I'm sure it is supposed to inspire those facing a heart-wrenching, life-altering, or even life-ending, diagnosis but this book inspired me, while not living a life-ending diagnosis, to seek and find that which I value and do that.