This was a beautifully written book about a young woman’s struggle with the grief of losing her mother after a very short battle with cancer. The book was so well written that at times I became lost in the story and it was easy to forget that the book was non-fiction, that this was about real heartache and loss.
After Rachael’s mum died, she decided to leave 60 postcards around Paris in honour of her mum, leaving a note on each postcard about why she was doing it, and asking people to get in touch. The replies she received connected her to a multitude of new people and interesting stories, and helped her keep going when the grief threatened to take over.
Because it was so easy to forget that this book was based on a true story, I did find myself waiting at times for something big to happen, especially towards the end, where in a typical chick-lit book, the girl would find a boy and live happily ever after. But alas, the book was more about coming out of the other side of a black hole of grief than boy meets girl etc etc. Not that I’m saying this is a bad thing, but I did finish the book with a sense of wanting something slightly more.
A heart-warming book full of emotion and love, a fitting tribute to a lovely lady. If you’ve ever dealt with losing someone close to you, I’m sure you’ll be able to connect to Rachael and her wonderful story.