Last week, I read every night before bed, then forced myself to put the book down and go to sleep. I could have read it all in one sitting, but I wanted to enjoy it...I didn't want the story to end.The book is Schuyler's Monster by Robert Rummel-Hudson. I've been reading Rob's blog for about three years now, and while I enjoy his writing a great deal, it will surprise none of you that it was his daughter, Schuyler, who captured my interest and a piece of my heart. Rob manages to write about Schuyler in a way that doesn't shine a spotlight on her, but instead reflects the light that eminates from inside her--through a crooked, broad smile and huge, sparkling eyes.
I was excited to finally have my hands on this book, but I knew I was in trouble when I started crying while reading the acknowledgments. Rob's writing has the ability to make me laugh out loud, but many times I have read his words with tears sliding down my cheeks. Life has not been gentle with Schuyler, but she has a rough and tumble spirit that will not be contained.
The book chronicles Rob's journey as a father...from the first days of diapers and jaundice, through the questions around why Schuyler wouldn't, or couldn't, speak, and all the way to Plano, TX, and a group of people who embrace, celebrate and revel in his daughter's unique being. As Schuyler grows and learns to look her monster in the eye, Rob is there, sword in hand, to fight right along with her.
I planned to be more articulate about this book, but I'm having trouble putting it all into words. Go buy the book...then go read the blog--and even more importantly, go look at the pictures on flickr. I dare you to resist Schuyler.
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In other news...look what arrived last week!
