I began reading Room For Two with a small sense of trepidation. I knew the book told the story of the author’s struggle after his wife’s death and, having enough struggles with real life hardships, I wasn’t sure I could handle anything but a happy ending. Because of this I was surprised to find that the book held me riveted. I couldn’t put it down. I simply had to know how it ended.

Abel Keogh had been married just three years when his life was changed by a single gunshot. His wife, Krista, had been acting strangely, but he had no idea how bad things really were. He would be dealing with the consequences of Krista’s decision, as well as his own, from that day forward.

After his wife’s death, Abel wasn’t sure how he could possibly make it through day after day. A lifetime alone seemed unbearable. Thanks to family and friends, Abel emerges from the depths of his grief ready to give life a second chance. The problem? He has no idea how to begin.

Keogh is open and honest about his experiences, his struggles and his thoughts during those dark days. He faces many questions as he begins his new journey. Where does he fit in? Could he possibly ever love again? Can he ever forgive and let go of the anger and bitterness?

Room For Two reads like a novel. There were times that I had to pause and remind myself that the author had lived these words. Written in first person, the story draws you in from page one and doesn’t let go. Keogh paints a vivid portrait of his loss and journey to healing. The book left me with the desire to be consciously grateful for each day with my loved ones.