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Author Robin Romm takes us on a painful and poignant autobiographical journey through the last three weeks of her mothers life.
It is an intimate story of grief, loss, and anger. Day by numbing day marches towards almost incomprehensible loss the loss of another person to whom we are seemingly inextricably bound. It is a loss many of us have suffered or dread suffering.
Strangely the mother as the central character of this story seems gray and distant. Dying slowly is a grim process. Cruel. The human capacity to cling to life is often so strong as to evoke awe.
In reality, the mother is not the central character, however. It is the daughter who must stand by and watch her mother die. Like the process of dying, the tsunami of grief in this story also wants to make one avert their eyes.
This book is a painful and sometimes evocative read. There will be no comforting words her about how to manage death and dying. Just raw truth.
It is an intimate story of grief, loss, and anger. Day by numbing day marches towards almost incomprehensible loss the loss of another person to whom we are seemingly inextricably bound. It is a loss many of us have suffered or dread suffering.
Strangely the mother as the central character of this story seems gray and distant. Dying slowly is a grim process. Cruel. The human capacity to cling to life is often so strong as to evoke awe.
In reality, the mother is not the central character, however. It is the daughter who must stand by and watch her mother die. Like the process of dying, the tsunami of grief in this story also wants to make one avert their eyes.
This book is a painful and sometimes evocative read. There will be no comforting words her about how to manage death and dying. Just raw truth.
