P.S. I Love You (P.S. I Love You, #1)

By Cecelia Ahern

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A novel about holding on, letting go, and learning to love again.Now in paperback, the endearing novel that captured readers' hearts and introduced a fresh new voice in women's fiction Cecelia Ahern. Holly couldn't live without her husband Gerry, until the day she had to. They were the kind of young couple who could finish each other's sentences. When Gerry succumbs to a t A novel about holding on, letting go, and learning to love again.Now in paperback, the endearing

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Paperback, 501 pages
January 5th 2005 by Hachette Books

(first published February 3rd 2004)

Original Title
P.S., I Love You
0786890754 (ISBN13: 9780786890750)
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I made the mistake of seeing the movie before reading the book, thinking that the book is always better than the movie. And the movie changed so much of the book that it made it difficult to settle into the book as an independent, standalone work. I have mixed feelings about both the book and the movie (which is irrelevant, except that it influenced my experience of the book). I'm impressed that Cecilia Ahern was able to imagine the scenario, flush it out, and write an okay novel about it at only 21 years old. And as a nice, sweet novel, it worked...I guess. But I've been widowed for 2 1/2 years right now--I was 27 and my husband 28 when he died--and from a grief standpoint and as representation of a believabe human experience, I only give it a C. Some of the issues raised are spot-on, but the level of "healing" and "closure" (both gag-worthy terms to a young widow) that Holly achieves in only a year are ridiculously unrealistic. I've met many young widows and widowers over the past 2 1/2 years, and all of them would agree that the plot of the novel is unrealistic. But hey--people read to escape, to vicariously experience a fantasy world. The sad part is that our culture is horrible at understanding grief, and stories like this--although sweet and pretty--only serve to reinforce false assumptions about what grief and widowhood are like for those who've never experienced it themselves. If only life, widowhood, and grief were as neat and tidy as Cecilia Ahern imagined....


I seem to be one of very few who didn't like this book. First of all I must point out that I love girlie books and cry at anything even the slightest bit sad. With that said, I didn't enjoy it at all and couldn't wait for it to end. I WANTED to like it. I hoped something would happen to make me change my opinion but it didn't.

The whole book felt like a rambling and dull conversation with a repetitive yet inconsistent story-line. I would normally have full sympathy for Holly's situation but honestly she just annoyed me. Her friends annoyed me. Her family (except her mum, I liked her) annoyed me. And the notes from Gerry... what a sweet, romantic idea but I didn't get that from them at all. Even they lacked any realism or real emotion for me.

I'm glad it's over. A BIG thumbs down for me.


PS, I Love You is a beautiful story that deals with love and bereavement. Holly has recently lost the love of her life, Gerry, to a brain tumor. Now widowed at a young age, she struggles to get her life back together. Holly’s mother explains that before Gerry died, he wrote a series of notes to help encourage her to get back to living life without him. Over the course of the year she opens these messages.

PS, I promised a list, so here it is. The following envelopes must be opened exactly when labeled and must be obeyed. And remember, I am looking out for you, so I will know...

For me it’s so easy to resonate with Holly. I haven’t experienced losing a husband, but if this happened to me, it would be a complete life-altering event. The anguish, loneliness, and heartbreak would be too much to bear. It’s nearly impossible for Holly to get back on her feet, and
the author did an amazing job describing the emotions and fears a grieving person deals with after loss.

During Holly’s healing journey, she also reflects on their relationship and some of the things she wishes she’d done differently. These reminiscing bits were what sparked much of my emotion and morphed me into an emotional bawl-bag. Luckily, Holly has strong support from family and friends, but even those relationships have challenges ahead.

Holly’s blood boiled and as she spoke her voice shook with rage, “And you wonder why I don’t go out with you. Because of stupid, insensitive remarks like that. Did you ever think for one moment that it might be hard for me? The fact that all you talk about are your bloody wedding arrangements and how happy you are and how excited you are and how you can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with Tom in wedded bliss. In case you hadn’t noticed, Denise, I didn’t get that chance because my husband died. But I am very happy for you, really I am.”

This is my second reading. I decided to revisit the book after winning a copy of the sequel, Postscript. In all honesty, there was emotion during this second reading; however, it felt like the book dragged in parts and some of the emotion was lost for me. There were some changes I appreciated in the film: location, the removal or changing of some characters, how Holly and Gerry meet, and other plot changes. Perhaps the biggest difference of all between the two is Gerry; he’s brought to life in the movie. Regardless, in the end there’s just no comparison to the book which has so much more detail with Holly’s pain, challenges, and struggles to finding a new normal. In addition, the book has much more development on the family (some of which aren’t in the movie), and supporting characters. With that said, I enjoyed both the book and movie for what they are.


Sheyla ✎

What a terrible thing to lose your soulmate!

Holly has found love with her best friend. A person she can share everything with. A person she can laugh with. A person that understands her and makes her happy. Gerry was this for Holly.

A decade after their marriage, Gerry develops a headache. He goes to the doctor and the news is devastating. He has brain cancer and his prognostic is terminal.

At the beginning of P.S. I Love You, Gerry is already dead. It has been two months since he passed away. Holly is immersed in a grief so profound that nothing can make her leave her house. Her family tries, her friends Sharon and Denise try. All is in vain.

Then her mother tells her she has found a letter addressed to Holly with the name List on it. Holly can't believe it. During her marriage and before they knew Gerry was sick, they had a running joke about a list. The list entails things Holly should abstain from doing, like wearing a white dress to a gala or things she should do in case Gerry dies and he is not around to help her.

Now, months after his death, the List has become real. He has left a letter for Holly and a note for each month left of the year. Every time, Holly opens a note, she can feel Gerry around her which brings her some happiness.

Holly will embark on a ride of self-discovery and much-needed healing. Simple and some difficult things are all part of Gerry's big plan to make Holly live again.

Losing a loved one is NEVER easy. Grief manifests in different ways. It can eat us alive. It can improve over time or become unresolved. It can destroy us. Destroy our happiness. Destroy the will to continue living. Thankfully, Holly had Gerry (from the grave) to help her out. She also had great friends and family who had her back.

I enjoyed P. S. I Love You but I'm going to say something that I never say. I like the movie more. I liked the movie so much that when I went to Ireland, I went to all the special places Holly went with Gerry.

One guess as to what I did after finishing the book?

Yep, watch the movie (again) with hubby this time.

Cliffhanger: No

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Ahmad Sharabiani

P.S. I Love You (P.S. I Love You #1), Cecelia Ahern
P.S. I Love You is Irish writer Cecelia Ahern's debut novel, published in 2004. Holly and Gerry are a married couple who live in Dublin. They are deeply in love, but they fight occasionally. By winter that year, Gerry suddenly dies of a brain tumor, and Holly realizes how much he means to her as well as how insignificant their arguments were. Deeply distraught, Holly withdraws from her family and friends out of grief, until her mother calls her informing her of a package addressed to her. Within the package are ten envelopes, one for each month after Gerry died, containing messages from him, all ending with "P.S. I Love You". As the months pass, each new message fills her with encouragement and sends her on a new adventure. With Gerry's words as her guide, Holly slowly embarks on a journey of rediscovery.

تاریخ نخستین خوانش: روز چهاردهم ماه اکتبر سال 2009 میلادی
عنوان: به راستی دوستت دارم: نویسنده: سیسیلیا آهرن ؛ مترجم: ماندانا نوران؛ تهران: شادان‏‫، 1386؛ چاپ دوم 1388؛ در 463 ص؛ شابک: 9789642919079؛ موضوع: داستانهای نویسندگان ایزلندی - سده 21 م

پی‌نوشت، دوستت‌دارم: نام رمانی از «سیسیلیا اهرن» است؛ که نخستین بار، در سال 2004 میلادی منتشر شد، و به پرفروش‌ترین کتاب هفته در «ایرلند (نوزده هفته)، بریتانیا، آمریکا، آلمان، و هلند» تبدیل شد. در سال 2007 میلادی، از روی این کتاب، فیلم «پی‌نوشت: دوستت دارم»، با بازی «جرارد باتلر»، و «هیلاری سوانک»، ساخته شد. این کتاب به چندین زبان، از جمله زبان فارسی (با عنوان: به راستی دوستت دارم) برگردانده شده‌ است. من با تو دوباره زندگی کردم... من دلم نمی‌خواد پای سخن و سفارش کسانی بنشینم، که به سفر می‌روند: چه سفری کوتاه، و چه بی بازگشت، ولی تجربه ی دوم من از زندگی با تو، پس از نبودنت بود، نبودنی ابدی، و آنگاه مفهوم عشق را، از تو آموختم، که با هر کلامت، راهی تازه، به روی من گشودی، من گام به گام، و لحظه به لحظه، با تو بودم، بدون آنکه حضور داشته باشی، و این زندگی دوباره‌ ای بود با تو ...؛ که به راستی دوستت دارم. ا. شربیانی

Tea Jovanović

Read it still in manuscript and fell in love... I knew it would be bestseller... One of my favorites among the books and authors I discovered as editor and bought rights for Serbia


So badly written that it detracted from the touching and interesting premise.

I read this solely because I saw that a film was being made of it with Gerard Butler (of 300 fame) and wanted to have read the film prior to seeing the film which I am bound to do because it has Gerard Butler (of 300 fame) in it. The book is written by the daughter of the Irish Prime Minister which is the most interesting thing I can think to say about it. I like myself some chick-lit-lite but this is ridiculous. The writing was obvious, unsubtle, clichéd and dull. I did not connect with the characters and felt no emotional connection whatsoever with the story or the protagonist. I did not care what happened in the end. Having said this, I can see why this will be made into a film. The premise is actually not that bad: Widow receives a letter from her dead husband which he wrote before he died along with 11 other instalments to be read monthly to help her bereavement. It actually sounds really naff now I write it… But I honestly think the film will be far superior to the book. I hope so anyway. This does really annoy me though. It seems that to have your novel made into a film, you don’t have to be a good writer. You just have to have a good idea. Seems a bit unfair to me.


"I believe that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them."

I've read and liked those words since long time ago but never really took time to think about it until an incident 8 years ago.

That day, I was talking on the phone with Dad. It was just a casual conversation. Dad was planning to come to Bandung at weekend so he asked me did I want him to bring something for me and such. Things were usual until when we were gonna ended our conversation. Usually at the end of our phone call, I'd like to say : Love you, Dad. That time, I didn't know why but I hesitated to say it. So I just said: "Okay take care, Pi" to which he said : "You too, kiddo. Be good. Love you."

That was our last phone call. Two hours after that, my mom called to inform that Dad got a very bad headache and they were on the way to hospital. Turns out it was a first symptom of stroke. When I came to Jakarta, he was in comatose state and he never woke up again.
To this day, I still regret for not saying the i-love-you words at our last conversation.

And that's when the words dawned on me. I promise myself that whenever I part with someone I love, I'll leave them with loving words.
Usually I try to keep that promise. But sometimes I forget and parted after the heated argument with my loved ones.

The second incident happened around January 2009.
At that time, I had someone that I consider as my significant-other. We've been together since the 1st grade at Elementary School. Yep...almost 21 years together at that time. We're a childhood sweetheart, the same with Holly & Gerry from this book.

Unlike many other stories about childhood sweetheart, we started as a couple turn to best friend while still considered ourselves a s couple, then being a true best friend, and finally a true couple (kok ribet yaa).

Of course, like Holly & Gerry, we could finish each other's sentences. We too could read other's mind. I know him more than I know myself and vice versa. That's what 20-years-of-relationship did to us.

We were also a cool couple. Cool in terms of : we rarely argue because of jealousy. As an example, when I saw a pretty lady, I'm gonna tell him like this: "Eh liat deh arah jam sekian. Cakep ya.". And after looking for some seconds (just seconds. Longer than that then he's in a deep shit. LOL), he's gonna say : "Yep. Nice booty. Very sexy boobs.". Things also happened the other way around.
See? How cool are we? (kok jadi pamer ya?)

We're one of those couples that have thing you called as a comfortable silence. We could sit together for hours, saying nothing and just enjoying each other's companion. We've found home in each other's presence.

For me, he's not just a boyfriend. He was also my bestfriend, my dream keeper, my most loyal supporter, my soulmate, or to sum it in one word: my significant-other.

But it's all ended in one night.

That night, we had a plan to hang out with our friends at our usuall place. He was supposed to pick Widya up (our friend whose house located between mine and his), before pick me up then heads to our meeting place. Because of overslept, he was late picking Widya up.

Back then, I was a very very very punctual person. I could be really mad just because one minte late from the schedule. So at that time, though I know it was really irritating, I kept calling him just to ask him where he was and asked him to drive faster.
I knew he was annoyed with my constant calls mainly cause I called him while he was driving. But I was selfish that time and I didn't care, so I just kept calling.

When he arrived at Widya's home, he called me back and asked :"Iya? Kenapa, babe?"

Now we're not the kind of couple who used petnames. Nay...that's not our style. Usually we just call each other with our name (real name, I mean). Or using missy-boy in a casual argument. And lady-sir if we wanted to tease each other.
But he had this habit to call me with petnames when he was mad at me. He'd call me cutie pie, honeydew, love, well you know...petnames like that. I asked his reason once, and he said : "So you'll know no matter how mad I was to you, I still love you" (Yeah...I know that's cheesy)

The sweeter he called me means the more annoyed he was. So on the 1 to 10 scale (with 10 being the maddest), "babe" was on number 5. Usually when I know he's on the 5th scale and up, I'm gonna back off and calm him down.

But that night, I was really pissed too. So I replied him (still with an annoyed tone) : "Dimana sekarang?"

"Udah nyampe rumah Wiwid, Sayang. Kata dia tunggu bentar. Dia masih siap-siap." On his list, "sayang" was on number 8th.


"Iya, Cinta. Sabar yaaa..." "Cinta" got the 10th score on his list. So actually that time I knew that he was really really mad with me. Usually, "cinta" is a sign for me to seriously back off and calm down. But still, I didn't wanna do it that night.

"Udah dulu ya. Tar gw telpon kalo Wiwid udah siap jalan. Love you."

Since the period when we had a long distance relationship, we made it a habit to end our conversation with "love-you" and such, no matter how mad we were at each other. Again, that day I wasn't in the mood to say it back and just answer him with : "Yeah whatever. Cepetan ya. Gw tunggu."

Not an hour later, I got a phonecall from Widya. She told me about an accident that involved him and now they were on their way to hospital. When I got to hospital, he was already unconscious. He never wakes up again. Turns out, the "love-you" was his last words to me and "yeah-whatever-cepetan-ya-Gw-tunggu" was my last response to him. Bad, eh?

It's been almost 4 years since that. There are many things that I've learned and could accept with now.
I have learned that being punctual is good, but being a very very very punctual person is a pain in the ass.
I could deal with the pain of losing him and have the dreamless sleep now.
I don't ask the universe anymore why 20 years long of relationship had to ended so abruptly like that. I just accept it as the-way-it-should-be.
I could forgive the destiny for taking away someone who has a very bright future ahead in such a young age.
I believe that this is the best for him and for everyone around him (Actually I still can't see why, but I just wanna believe that coz God always makes the best plan for His people).
I still regret my last words to him. I still can't truly forgive myself for ended our conversation after a heated argument like that. At least with my Dad, things were good between us.
And for me, this fact still hard to deal with.

I envy Holly.
No... I'm not saying that Holly's situation is easier or better than mine. There's no use in making comparison here. She lost her man gradually and I lost him so abruptly, blah....both are a fucked up situation to be in. I envy him cause she has times to bide her loved ones a proper goodbye.

I also envy her because even 1 year after he left, she still got his letters that showing her how much he loves her. I know it's lame, but sometimes (back in the past) when I sort his things off, I wished that I got his letters or even note or anything that I could consider as his-goodbye (yeah...I know I've watched too many lame movies). Or at least a note which tells me that he knows though I was pissed at him on our last conversation but I still love him.

Yup...that was one thing that I envy the most from Holly. Because Holly made sure that Gerry knew she loves him when he left this world. The one thing that I didn't do.

Hey you, up there I hope you could read this.
P.S. I love you

“Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we're gone.”

PS : All in all, for me this is a good book. Unrealistic actually about that moving on things (the just-1-year-time-span which made it kinda unrealistic), but still it's a good read. Through Holly's journey and Gerry's letter, I got some lessons about healing.

On the other hand, she was a women with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, Holly would obey Gerry's final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led.
In the meantime, she would just live.”

Just like Holly, I'm a woman with a million happy memories. I could also proudly said that once in my life I knew what true love was.
And I also knew that whatever lay ahead, I'd open my heart and follow where it led. But for now, while waiting that to happen, I'll just live.

Thank you Ahern, for made me realize that a happy ending has many kind of shades.


I was really expecting a lot more from this book, being that it has been made into a movie but I was fairly disappointed. I understand that Ahern is a young writer but she really does have a LOT of work to do with her writing skills. And maybe she could pick up a thesaurus to find a substitute word for "sarcastically" as she uses it to death in this book - there's no need to state the obvious in my opinion.

I suppose that I'm drawn to strong, proactive, and independent main characters and I spent a lot of time feeling like Holly was whining throughout the whole book. I know that may sound harsh considering she is dealing with the loss of her husband, and while I can't relate to dealing with something like that, I had a difficult time sympathizing with her.

The ending was the most anti-climatic ending I've read in a while. Overall, I probably wouldn't recommend this book to many people and most likely won't even see the movie because of it - and who would cast Hilary Swank for Holly's character in the first place??


I watched the movie somewhere around 2008/2009 and have finally got around to reading the book almost 10 years later. Although the basic plot remains the same, the situations/ events described are quite different in both versions but I can say I enjoyed reading the book as much as I enjoyed the movie (maybe the movie a bit more because of Gérard Butler ❤️❤️). A solid 3.5* rating!