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The Language of Dying
by Sarah Pinborough
Beautiful, honest, raw, and utterly heartbreaking.
I've lost all my grandparents - two while I was still quite young and two when I was just out of high school. The latter two, I watched as their time dried up. One I saw take last breaths. The other, I saw with terminal agitation (though it wasn't until this book I had a name to put to it) and later, as I was on my way home from the hospital on a crowded train, I got word the end had come. Both slipped away, and none of it was easy.
This book was... very real. Painful. It reminded me of what I went through with my grandparents, the extended version of which my parents must have been dealing with. The family drama. The wishes for it to be over (and the wishes for it to never be over). The repeated phrase - "I just want to die" - that wasn't supposed to be heard by me or my brother, in the months leading up to the end. The lack of that phrase in the other instance, the life and passion suddenly taken, identity ripped away.
The end is always sudden, whether you've been waiting for it for a short or a long time. And it's always painful, even when it's a relief. This book explores all that and more, in a very real and raw way.
I received a free copy of this book from NetGalley in return for an honest review.
I've lost all my grandparents - two while I was still quite young and two when I was just out of high school. The latter two, I watched as their time dried up. One I saw take last breaths. The other, I saw with terminal agitation (though it wasn't until this book I had a name to put to it) and later, as I was on my way home from the hospital on a crowded train, I got word the end had come. Both slipped away, and none of it was easy.
This book was... very real. Painful. It reminded me of what I went through with my grandparents, the extended version of which my parents must have been dealing with. The family drama. The wishes for it to be over (and the wishes for it to never be over). The repeated phrase - "I just want to die" - that wasn't supposed to be heard by me or my brother, in the months leading up to the end. The lack of that phrase in the other instance, the life and passion suddenly taken, identity ripped away.
The end is always sudden, whether you've been waiting for it for a short or a long time. And it's always painful, even when it's a relief. This book explores all that and more, in a very real and raw way.
I received a free copy of this book from NetGalley in return for an honest review.