Christmas Every Day Review

Christmas Every Day by Beth Moran

Christmas Every Day hit me right in the feels. I don't know if a book if has ever left me feeling so connected to a character before as much as Jenny.

I chose this book because Beth Moran is a Kindle Unlimited author that I have read in the past and really enjoyed.

Summary: Jenny finds herself living in the middle of the forest in her former grandmother's home, knowing no one and unpacking her family's past. As she finds herself for the first time in her life, she begins to make friends who truly see her and falls for grumpy, secretive neighbor.

Review: I gave Christmas Every Day 5 stars. I have a personal question for Beth and it is....HAVE YOU BEEN WATCHING THE LAST 34 YEARS OF MY LIFE? I mean various parts of this book could be a more hilarious, lonelier version of my life story TBH. But I digress. The time Beth took telling Jenny's story was just lovely. She did it justice. She didn't sugarcoat her depression or her moments of not being able to see a future or living in the shadows of a sibling. It was beautiful. As someone who struggles with mental health, I can't applaud her more for the brilliance of the book.

Almost every single character we came across in the book had character growth and not in an overdone way. It was a joy to read, truly. There is no spice in this book which just makes me love it more because it didn't need sex and it wasn't cheesy. Beth Moran is incredibly underrated for her talented storytelling.

Quotes:

• It killed me inside because I had been that kid. Still felt I was that woman. I had scuttled through most of my life, every action an apology for inflicting my existence on the world.

• For many years I'd been a woman without dreams. Hobbling from one day to the next, clutching the fragments of my mental health to my chest. My only dream was that one day I might dare to have real dreams again.

• "How is neglecting myself, pretending I have no needs, or feelings, or worth outside of what I do for other people, in any way helping my daughters grow up to value themselves? To expect to be treated honourably in a relationship? I was raising my children to think that women, wives, mothers, are worthless! Or, at least, worth less."

• But how did you stop loving the person you loved, when, as far as you knew, they were still lovely?

• But fun and excitement is fleeting. What lasts, what matters, are the people you get to share your adventures with, talk and laugh about them with. The people who will remind you of the beautiful moments when your bones are screaming and your throat is raw and blooming well peed-off you can't bear another second in your own body. The people who can turn the light one. It is the people we love - and, if you haven't figured it out, I love you all like the children I never had.

• love is the person who know you at your worst, while hoping for the best. It's wanting to know everything, but having all the time in the world to find that out.

If you have not yet read a Beth Moran book, I suggest this one and quickly!

Content Warnings: Mental Health