Before my husband died, I had very little experience with grief. In the earliest days I was so overwhelmed and filled with emotion that I couldn’t think beyond the current moment. As time passed, though, I started to wonder if I was feeling sad for too long or, at times, feeling an openness to moving forward too soon. I’m not sure who I thought was judging me, and I don’t know that it even matters, but reading this book helped me understand that there is no “right” way to grieve.

Living in a culture that, as a whole, is often uncomfortable with grief, this book validated much of what I was experiencing. It gave me permission to honor my emotions and take it all at my own pace.

Have you read this book? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments below.

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