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Wave
by Sonali Deraniyagala
“I cringe to be bereft in a way that cannot be imagined”
This memoir is raw, unfiltered, and reflective of the most unfathomable of losses. The author tells briefly of the horrifying event which took her parents, her husband, her two children, and her best friend from her in an instant. While detailing the pain, the shock, the desire to die now, rather than face the rest of her new life as her old one was torn from her, she pieces together bits and pieces of the life she lost. She details slow Sunday mornings, sitting in her parent’s kitchen, the beginning of her love story, and the birth of her children, reclaiming the memories she shied away from in her grief.
This book is not for us, it’s for her. I didn’t find it to be particularly engrossing, and sometimes I was lost in the thread of time - but I think it reflects her grief. Just a sea of pain, without end.
This memoir is raw, unfiltered, and reflective of the most unfathomable of losses. The author tells briefly of the horrifying event which took her parents, her husband, her two children, and her best friend from her in an instant. While detailing the pain, the shock, the desire to die now, rather than face the rest of her new life as her old one was torn from her, she pieces together bits and pieces of the life she lost. She details slow Sunday mornings, sitting in her parent’s kitchen, the beginning of her love story, and the birth of her children, reclaiming the memories she shied away from in her grief.
This book is not for us, it’s for her. I didn’t find it to be particularly engrossing, and sometimes I was lost in the thread of time - but I think it reflects her grief. Just a sea of pain, without end.