This book is a journal of love letters. It's a chronicle of a grieving mother's method to cope with the death of her son, Jai, who died very suddenly and much too young.
Reading these pages, I felt like the chair was pulled out from under me several times, because of the depth, vulnerability, love and raw beauty that was being shared. It is a sacred glimpse of something so personal and private, born out of grief, which, blossomed and channeled a love that transcended what was present when Jai was alive. I think the author has cultivated a depth of wisdom that many of us who walk this life, ever grow to experience. This book, for me, was not what you would call a page turner. It's something I could only read in small doses because it stirred up so many layers and heights of emotions.
It was a humbling experience for me to have the opportunity to share in a mother's adoring love for her son, departed, who is also my precious, nephew.
Vicki Reccasina-Malloy lives in a small town in Iowa with her husband, Ed and cat Sunny. She has been practicing Transcendental Meditation for the past forty-six years.
She loves to draw, paint, cook, be out in nature, read, spend time with friends and family especially her daughter, Kelly and pup India. She was involved in the healing arts for ten years until life shifted her focus and direction. She tries to be aware of the bigger picture that life is presenting and to know that in
the end, everything is the way it is meant to be.
With a full heart of unending gratitude to Divine Mother and Her continued guidance.
