Summer Reading

I have been reading a book for the past two days and I am already at page 300. It is one of the saddest books I have ever read in my life, more like watching a Lifetime Network movie. However, I cannot give up reading the book and I keep getting teary eyed every time I read it. It is called "One True Thing" and it is written by Anna Quindlen. I guess it was made into a movie and I found it when I was browsing through the local bookstore in Palmer.
This is not the first sad, depressing book I have chosen to read this summer. I have actually been on this kick of reading depressing books including "Liberating Paris", "Once Removed" and "Light As Rain". I think after reading all these, I am a little pissed. I do not understand why everything about a woman's life has to be so depressing and so full of sorrow. Why does everything have to be about people not realizing what they have until they lose it? Why does a woman have to be more mature than a man when it comes to dealing with hard decisions or family disasters and a man is allowed to run away or immerse himself in his work/alcohol or a younger woman? Why can't a man explain his feelings and understand what his wife/significant other/lover is going through without being explained as if they are guests on Dr. Phil Show? I just do not understand. May be it is time for me to return to murder/mysteries, at least they are predictable, and you know somebody is going to end their life with a horrible death...

PS. I will go back to posting happy, Alaska stuff soon...