Between Two Kingdoms: A Memoir of a Life Interrupted

by Suleika Jaouad

If I believed in the efficacy of prayer, you would be in mine, he wrote.

love Will now is to appreciate memories of us, without allowing myself to be seduced by their siren call. It’s to resist picking up the phone. It’s to give him the space he needs to reclaim his life. It’s to do what’s hardest. To let him go.

I recognize myself in her posture, in the grief that flashes across her eyes in moments.

“Grief isn’t meant to be silenced,” she says, “to live in the body and be carried alone.”

But talking about the ones we’ve lost keeps them alive.”