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florenceassetto's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
sad
fast-paced
5.0
never have i sobbed over a book so much. adichie is genuinely such a wonderful author and every single emotion in this book was both so real and so palpable. this book has been on my list for the better part of two years but there has been a little too much grieving for me to feel ready to tackle it and i am so glad that i did. her writing is so raw and so real and so relatable in some ways, i genuinely think this book has been the single most important read of my recent life.
camicarreno's review against another edition
4.0
Qué tristemente familiar se siente leer sobre la pérdida de un familiar, en este caso el padre de Chimamanda durante la pandemia (aunque no por causa del covid). Estos apuntes sobre la muerte y el duelo, intercalados con anécdotas y recuerdos forman un libro muy cortito y un bonito homenaje.
"It does not matter whether I want to be changed, because I am changed."
"It does not matter whether I want to be changed, because I am changed."
happylilkt's review against another edition
5.0
I'm a little over 8 months from my own father's passing and so Adichie's notes on her own grief of losing her father are cruelly relevant.
"Grief telling you it is over and your heart saying it is not; grief trying to shrink your love to the past and your heart saying it is present."
"No, I am not imagining it. Yes, my father truly was lovely."
"I am writing about my father in the past tense, and I cannot believe I'm writing about my father in the past tense."
So many similarities in the circumstances... and of course innumerable differences... But it is clear we both felt very precious and loved by our respective fathers and that (along with my faith in a future reunion) shades the pain with some peace.
"Grief telling you it is over and your heart saying it is not; grief trying to shrink your love to the past and your heart saying it is present."
"No, I am not imagining it. Yes, my father truly was lovely."
"I am writing about my father in the past tense, and I cannot believe I'm writing about my father in the past tense."
So many similarities in the circumstances... and of course innumerable differences... But it is clear we both felt very precious and loved by our respective fathers and that (along with my faith in a future reunion) shades the pain with some peace.
shelbyshelbxo's review against another edition
5.0
A heart wrenching, but beautifully written, description of grief after losing a beloved parent