Monday Mantra #24 – A Man Called Ove

Happy Monday, and happy Thanksgiving week!

This is the first year I’m spending Thanksgiving without my family because they are going out of state to my brother-in-law’s house. That’s okay though, because I get to spend it with Lawrence’s family, and they are just as awesome. And they’ll be my family soon too, woohoo!

I finished reading “The Man Called Ove” by Frederik Backman this weekend and I have to say it is honestly one of the best books I have read in a long while. In a nutshell, it’s a bittersweet tearjerker that follows the life of a grumpy old man. With each page you learn a bit more about the man’s back story, and realize more and more that he really isn’t a grumpy man after all, but an extremely generous realist.


For those who are interested, here is the full book summary, as per Goodreads:

A grumpy yet lovable man finds his solitary world turned on its head when a boisterous young family moves in next door.

Meet Ove. He’s a curmudgeon, the kind of man who points at people he dislikes as if they were burglars caught outside his bedroom window. He has staunch principles, strict routines, and a short fuse. People call him the bitter neighbor from hell, but must Ove be bitter just because he doesn’t walk around with a smile plastered to his face all the time?

Behind the cranky exterior there is a story and a sadness. So when one November morning a chatty young couple with two chatty young daughters move in next door and accidentally flatten Ove’s mailbox, it is the lead-in to a comical and heartwarming tale of unkempt cats, unexpected friendship, and the ancient art of backing up a U-Haul. All of which will change one cranky old man and a local residents’ association to their very foundations.

Anyways, this week’s Monday Mantra just had to come from this book, because it’s seriously that stinkin’ good. Here we go!


“To love someone is like moving into a house,” Sonja used to say. “At first you fall in love in everything new, you wonder every morning that this is one’s own, as if they are afraid that someone will suddenly come tumbling through the door and say that there has been a serious mistake and that it simply was not meant to would live so fine. But as the years go by, the facade worn, the wood cracks here and there, and you start to love this house not so much for all the ways it is perfect in that for all the ways it is not. You become familiar with all its nooks and crannies. How to avoid that the key gets stuck in the lock if it is cold outside. Which floorboards have some give when you step on them, and exactly how to open the doors for them not to creak. That’s it, all the little secrets that make it your home.”

Have a good week, and a good Thanksgiving to those who celebrate!


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