I'm reading Marilynne Robinson's Gilead!
I'll try to let you know more about it when I'm done, but all I know for now is that this (Ms. Robinson's second novel) is the story of an ageing pastor who, in a letter to his seven year-old son, takes a long look back on his life. This first person narritive won this year's Pulitzer Prize and is so far quite beautiful and reflective.
Hey, why don't you see if you can't find yourself a copy and we'll read it together? (Sorry, slipped into Mr. Rogers mode there; it's late here. And I'm off to bed, uh, after I read Gilead of course.)