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A review by sunbirder
Notes on Grief by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
5.0
I thought this was going to be a long read. I’m glad it wasn’t. Grief is so big of an emotion that it robs one of words to explain it.
This short collection of essays about how CNA processed her grief was healing for me. I lost my grandfather who was like a father to me 7 years ago and I haven’t visited his grave once. I’m afraid if I do, it’ll acknowledge that him being gone is real. I used to just imagine that he is on a long trip around the world— that’s why I can’t see him yet. But now, I’m slowly trying to take a step forward. Death is grim, and grief, even worse. But that’s the reality of it. We live and we die, we leave others with good or bad memories, we learn, digress, and we appreciate . At the end of the day, the only consolation we get are memories that will keep us at bay until it’s our time to go.
This short collection of essays about how CNA processed her grief was healing for me. I lost my grandfather who was like a father to me 7 years ago and I haven’t visited his grave once. I’m afraid if I do, it’ll acknowledge that him being gone is real. I used to just imagine that he is on a long trip around the world— that’s why I can’t see him yet. But now, I’m slowly trying to take a step forward. Death is grim, and grief, even worse. But that’s the reality of it. We live and we die, we leave others with good or bad memories, we learn, digress, and we appreciate . At the end of the day, the only consolation we get are memories that will keep us at bay until it’s our time to go.