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A review by meaghanjohns
And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer by Fredrik Backman
5.0
“Death is a slow drum. It counts every beat. We can't haggle with it for more time.”
Oh, boy. This one made me cry.
This is a story about a man coming to terms with his mind failing before his body. The man is a father and a grandfather, and he has lived a life filled with both pride and regret. As his mind begins to fail, he struggles to retain his memories of the people who matter to him most.
At the beginning of the novella, Backman indicates that he had originally written the story for himself before deciding to publish it more widely. I'm grateful for that decision, because he characterizes the experience of dementia, and the people affected by it, with deep compassion and empathy. Backman writes about loss and all of the anger and grief that comes with it, but he also includes an unexpected humour and sense of hope.
If you're looking for a quick read with a mountain of emotion, this is the book for you.
Oh, boy. This one made me cry.
This is a story about a man coming to terms with his mind failing before his body. The man is a father and a grandfather, and he has lived a life filled with both pride and regret. As his mind begins to fail, he struggles to retain his memories of the people who matter to him most.
At the beginning of the novella, Backman indicates that he had originally written the story for himself before deciding to publish it more widely. I'm grateful for that decision, because he characterizes the experience of dementia, and the people affected by it, with deep compassion and empathy. Backman writes about loss and all of the anger and grief that comes with it, but he also includes an unexpected humour and sense of hope.
If you're looking for a quick read with a mountain of emotion, this is the book for you.