This is one of the best grief books I've read. It's just light enough. While a lot of it doesn't directly apply to me and my loss (and she says at the beginning, this book is geared to people who died at an old age of terminal illness), it's still funny and poignant, and makes me smile when I want to cry. The essays are super short and there's a lot I took away from this book. It was a nice palate cleanser between Serious Grief Books that I've been reading.

This book is such an amazing grief companion. I smiled, I cried, I related, I laughed at times. Every essay had something in it, even essays that were about relationships so different than my relationship with my mom.

This was such a great memoir. I laughed and I cried (I cried a lot, if I'm honest) and I adored the personal inside the bigger political narrative arch. I loved how candid she was in her book, and how honestly she talked about her distaste for politics and how she wrestled with that next to her love for her husband, and her determination to keep her kids out of the limelight as much as possible. Amazing book. Amazing.

This book started out strong with a good basis in mental health, but I struggled through the middle quite a bit. I didn't quite relate to a lot of the author's fangirl experiences, but it was a decent read overall.

I struggled a little with this book because I've read her more recent books and ergo found this one repetitive (she builds off of her previous books phenomenally, but going backward is hard). However; it still had really great information. Glad I finally read where it all began.