This book is an open and unabashed love letter to young adulthood in a way I have not yet seen done so explicitly in YA before. As an older reader, I notice the little love notes to youth in novels that I didn't upon first reading, but love and support of the narrators for the young people of the novel is stamped onto every page. 
 I cried so much, but it wasn't a gratuitous "the world is awful" crying (which this book could have so easily been) but a "the world is awful, but so beautiful" crying. It struck the perfect balance of uplifting, reflective and honest about things that suck. 
 The framing of the narration was a stroke of genius. I am not a religious person, but thinking about our community's spirits looking down on us and sending words of encouragement in those awful moments has genuinely touched me. I have been moved by this book, and I already know I'll remember this one for a long time.