The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
This leads up to my favourite part in the book (the ruined ruins) and it makes me feel a very intense sense of longing for what I wish my relationship with my parents had been. My mum is many things that drive me so crazy and upset me and so on but she’s also unreservedly enthusiastic and always trying to get us to do things as a family. And the 14th July, today, Bastille Day, is her birthday. And I know she misses my dad a lot and that she wishes we could all go on a picnic or something. But I still love this bit so much, even though it makes me so sad. And today was kind of a beautiful day.