Moss’s meditations on questions her experience have raised are full of calm maturity and quiet humor and give this book an appeal beyond its expected audience ... This memoir is full of sensitive thoughts on childlessness and infertility. Moss’s contemplations on life in general will resonate with women who are seeking peace and meaning in their own lives.
A moving, well-rendered portrait of the seriously ailing artist ... an engaging, even charming memoir ... Throughout, it feels like Moss is taking our hands and allowing us to accompany her on this journey. Her careful, lovely sentences and good-humored and thoughtful observations seem to be as much a part of her healing as her 84-year-old mother, who came to care for her, her kind, hardworking husband, and the team of doctors she sees so often ... A healing balm, this inviting memoir lights a path through grief and illness.
... powerful ... Moss doesn’t pull any punches when it comes to the physical and emotional ramifications of her three miscarriages—the first of which occurred when she was 41—each detailed as a devastating and distinctly gory affair ... In poetic language that’s by turns blunt and tender, Moss chronicles how she and her husband weathered their sorrow and surfaced from it, dignity still intact, their love 'made up of the things we couldn’t give to one another, but also full of how hard we tried.' This is as an enriching addition to the canon of literature around infertility.
