By Jodi Picoult

It might be the sentimental afternoon weather or a lowered emotional immunity but I was reduced to tears and sniffles after reading this novel just now.

A story revolving around the issue of medical ethics and a couple who saw the need to procreate a genetically engineered child in order to save their daughter who was suffering from leukaemia. Subsequently, Anna, 13, then filed for a lawsuit, suing her parents for the rights to her own body.

Are you a good mother if you use one of your children to save the life of another? Or are you a bad one?
Till now, I don't really have the answer to that.

Somehow, the story just reminds me of how lucky I am that I am hale and healthy, not plagued by some illnesses that will rob me of the simple enjoyments in life. The twist of the plot's conclusion also struck a chord with me, of life's fragility and its unpredictability.

Really, there are still so many things that I've not accomplished...as yet.