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Audiobook review. I’m not sure how to rate this book. I don’t know why I added it to my hold list, because I’m not sure I would have set out to read a book about a mom of two young kids dying of cancer (you learn this in the first moments of the book) and I’m not sure who I would recommend it to. It’s just quite sad, as beautiful and amazingly written as it is. Having lost a mother-in-law to cancer when she was 63…which itself felt cruelly young, this felt like a lot to take in. But, I am grateful that Yip-Williams processed for all of us that death is coming no matter what. And it behooves us to come to terms with that and know how we want to live until then and transition to death.

Powerful, emotional, and thought-provoking.

I’m not clear if this was distilled from Julie’s blog entries. It’s not wholly unique in this genre but earnest in presenting her life’s story.

This was okay. It was hard to read because it felt like a lot of repetition in the story. Like some of the chapters seemed the same. She talks about her treatment but I don't know what most of it was. The biggest takeaway for me was you can have all this money and access to the greatest doctors but it doesn't matter because cancer doesn't discriminate. One thing I found really refreshing was that she was so open about the struggles, the negativity, and the acceptance of death.

While this book was a welcome perspective on cancer, dying, and death, I was distracted by her privilege. At various times she raged at doctors, suggested people with cancer travel the world and not work, and plotted an escape from a hospital for immigrants and poor people - which is exactly what she was in early life.

Thank you, Netgalley, for the opportunity to read this book in exhange for an honest review.

Given the subject matter, I feel terrible even writing this review - they say one should never speak unkindly of the dead. That's not what I wish to do here, anyway - I simply want to warn the living.

Unless you are greatly helped by reading any and all cancer memoirs, you can skip this one. My eyes were glazed over by the prologue. I stuck it out into chapter one but as the clichés continued to pile on, I found myself nose-first and drooling on my Kindle with no desire to continue.

Again, i realize that sounds so terribly harsh, but I'm merely offering feedback as an avid reader and "memoir junkie" as I like to refer to myself. I'm sure the author's loved ones appreciated this final gift and others may also have a totally different experience than I did. This may speak to them, too. It just didn't say anything to me.

This book was obviously sad but not exactly depressing. I absolutely loved the discussion this book starts on how describing those diagnosed with cancer as "fighters" can be problematic. How much someone wants to live doesn't dictate whether they do and saying that those who die of cancer "lost" their fight sort of implies that they are losers in some way. It was definitely thought provoking.

Devastating. I don’t normally cry during books, but the ending got me. This memoir is a record of grace in the face of impossible odds.

Great memoir that perhaps could be edited down a bit.

A really refreshing, smart take on illness, that doesn't indulge in the facade of positivity that many cancer memoirs seem to take on. Yip-Williams is extremely blunt and honest, and tells it like it is, which means with the sincerity comes also the complaining, ranting, lashing out. While this most likely represents her life with cancer, the span of her illness told in the temporality of one reading the book (in maybe 10ish hours) does make those moments a little repetitive.