This is a book that will capture the attention of anyone who is in the process of decluttering their lives. This is especially poignant if you have lost a spouse as Sharon Butala did.
When Sharon Butala’s husband, Peter, died unexpectedly, she found herself with no place to call home. Torn by grief, she fled the ranch lands of Southwest Saskatchewan and moved to the city, leaving behind almost everything she owned. She took with her a lifetime of experience and a limitless well of memory – of a marriage that everybody said would not last but did, and of an isolated yet intensely beautiful life lived in nature.
After her husband’s death, she reinvented herself in an urban landscape. It was painful because it was something that she was not used to. It made her face her life as a widow. She was tested to her very being. Yet out of this hard-won existence emerges a compelling and warm-hearted memoir that not only offers solace and wisdom but also inspiration and healing to those who have experienced grief and loss.
The book is brave and honest. I just LOVE books like that. Perhaps we have many homes that we must build in our lifetimes. We are born into one home. Then we create another home when we move out on our own. And we move into another home when we get married and have kids. But when our spouse leaves us, we have to start over again, and get another home that we can call our own and that can become our home.
I love memoirs like this. I recommend this book to anyone who has lost a spouse or who is old enough to expect that this may happen in the future.
Rating: 5 stars
Reviewed by: Irene S. Roth