REVIEW: Fresh Water For Flowers by Valerie Perrin

Do you find it intimidating when the book you read talks about things you dread the most? Will you ever consciously take to reading that kind of a book?

Yes, masochistic as I am, I do that. It makes me uncomfortable, it makes me edgy, but it helps me get in terms with some things too. From everything in the world I am scared of death the most. I know its inevitable for all of us, but the sense of not knowing and wanting so many places to see, so many emotions to feel and experiences to have…I just fear there just wouldn’t be enough time for all of the things I wish for.

This book talks a lot about death. About grief too. About coming to terms with it, about coping, about moving on. About saying goodbye and also about getting back together. It is also a book about love. All kinds of it. About bonds that bind us, bonds that break us. Love that is steady and reliable and love that rips us apart.

The more I think about it, the more I realize how beautiful it really is. Its written so well – the language is elegant and simple (have to say that the translator did a wonderful job with it) and the story is just of that kind that will stay with you forever. At some points I did feel like it was too slow and too detailed, but I didn’t mind it a lot. The characters wee layered and done so well, that even the ones that you couldn’t morally understand, you could at least emphasize with. This is definitely a book I can wholeheartedly recommend and that I plan on rereading one day.

“𝘐 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐𝘳è𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩. 𝘈 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘺, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘮’𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩.”

My GR rating: 4.5 stars