In my writing class tonight, our teacher shared with us a book to think about on our way home, as is custom in our class. She has been talking a lot about finding your "feeling place," as an author, and bringing your audience right there with you. This book nailed it.
The entire story is about...should I even say it? Life and death. Without even mentioning the d-word, the story spoke so loudly and vividly- I did everything in my power to keep from crying and the tears still came. I don't think a story book has ever had that kind of impact on me before. And I know for sure I am not alone in that assessment, because when my teacher was done reading the story, the room was so quiet you could have heard an ant fart. I wanted to curl up in a ball and sob in my husband's arms.
So, that said, I think you should read it. If you want to be a good author, learning how to speak without actually saying is something we all need to learn to do. The illustrations at first seemed a bit simple, because I was expecting some sort of zany story about an old pig, (but it was far from that), and the images fit the hopeful and full-of-life mood quite perfectly.
Just be sure to have your snot rag ready.