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Once more we saw stars
Once more we saw stars






once more we saw stars

I remember thinking about my grief as a massive wound, even right in the days after the accident, My mind seized on this metaphor of wound care - the idea that I had massive life-threatening wound on my body, and if I didn’t spend every single day cleaning it and tending to it, and changing the bandages and applying salve that it would infect and kill me. Healing has been a word that’s meant something to me. And that’s basically what I spent my life doing is assigning words to my feelings, I’ve thought about it maybe a little bit more intensely, because it’s been my focus forever. Q. What does it mean to be a writer finding the right words and language to convey the vast and continuing consequences of grief?Ī. As I’ve talked to people, I have learned a lot about the words that we assigned to our feelings. She always seemed to be smiling at a private joke. And she had a really developed sense of humor. But it gave us a chance to hear a lot of what she thought which was very, very meaningful.

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She learned how to talk really early on, around 13 or 14 months- words and some sentences -which was startlingly early. What would you like people to know about Greta?Ī. She was very talkative from a very early age. So in some ways promoting this book has been healing.

once more we saw stars

There are a lot of people who will listen to me talk about her life, how much we loved her, how much we still love her. And there’s a receptive audience for stories about Greta. I am grateful for the fact that I’m able to talk about my Greta all the time right now. And through the sort of conduit of a book, and I’ve written the book, and it’s out there, and people are asking to speak to me. I’m doing what most grieving parents do in a somewhat different set of circumstances. Sometimes you yourself forget the degree to which you are always grieving that person. And you know, every time you do that, it’s a way of acknowledging that you’ve been marked, because people might sort of intellectually know, ‘oh, yeah, there’s, there’s Jayson, that horrible thing happened - they lost their daughter, and how tragic.”īut in the course of a regular day, it’s not exactly at the surface of your interactions with people. One of the things that you do when you go to a grief support group is - because there might be somebody new there every time - you retell the story. This is an unforgettable memoir of courage and transformation-and a book that will change the way you look at the world.Telling the story of what happened to Greta is a way of testifying. With raw honesty, deep emotion, and exquisite tenderness, he captures both the fragility of life and absoluteness of death, and most important of all, the unconquerable power of love.

once more we saw stars

Jayson recognizes, even in the midst of his ordeal, that there will be a life for him beyond it-that if only he can continue moving forward, from one moment to the next, he will survive what seems unsurvivable. But although it begins with this event and with the anguish Jayson and his wife, Stacy, confront in the wake of their daughter's trauma and the hours leading up to her death, Once More We Saw Stars quickly becomes a narrative that is as much about hope and healing as it is about grief and loss. A brick crumbles from a windowsill overhead, striking her unconscious, and she is immediately rushed to the hospital. “A gripping and beautiful book about the power of love in the face of unimaginable loss.”įor readers of The Bright Hour and When Breath Becomes Air, a moving, transcendent memoir of loss and a stunning exploration of marriage in the wake of unimaginable grief.Īs the book opens: two-year-old Greta Greene is sitting with her grandmother on a park bench on the Upper West Side of Manhattan.








Once more we saw stars