A review by saralouro155
Mourning Diary by Roland Barthes

“On the one hand, she wants everything, total mourning, its absolute (but then it’s not her, it’s I who is investing her with the demand for such a thing). And on the other (being then truly herself), she offers me lightness, life, as if she were still saying: “but go on, go out, have a good time . . .”

Probably the most close to heart reading about mourning. Most times it felt waaay too close to home, almost like it was me who wrote this journal and now am rereading it. Mourning a mother is a process only the ones who live it can describe it.