Rosie by Bill Whiting is a most beautiful and touching account of life, loss and love.
Following the death of his wife, Bill Whiting felt lost and alone. Grief “hit me like a bursting dam.” The hole left by his wife consumed. He realised that little irritations over the years and “working for tomorrow’s happiness” meant nothing when your life partner is gone. “All the gold in the world could not buy her back.” Rosie is an account of very raw grief.
However hope reached out beyond the grave in the form of a small Schnauzer puppy called Rosie. “Utter helplessness meeting total hopelessness.” Bill Whiting’s wife knew that he would need a new purpose after she was gone.
May We Never Forget
The Tattooist Of Auschwitz by Heather Morris is a true story. It is a powerful story. It is a harrowing story. And it is a story that needs to be told in memory of the six million innocent men, women and children who perished in the holocaust.
Auschwitz was hell on earth. It was physical torture. It was mental torture. A place of unspeakable horrors. It was a place where people did what they had to in order to survive. “Choosing to live is an act of defiance, a form of heroism.” Every man, woman and child in there was a hero. They must not be forgotten.
There were individual acts of bravery. People who did try to ease suffering. And people who would give their lives for the sake of another. “To save one is to save the world.”
A Legacy Of Love
Ninety years ago today my beloved Uncle John was born. He was the firstborn, followed by my Dad three years later. My Dad always talks with pride about his older brother. A bond formed in childhood, strengthened following the death of their father in 1942, leaving a close knit household of three with my Nanny at the head.
Uncle John had a love of learning and studied to become a teacher, and then became a head teacher of Jessons Primary in Dudley. He had a passion for imparting knowledge into children, and when given the choice to retire in the term before or after his 65th birthday, he chose after.
My Uncle John was married to the love of his life, my Auntie Jean. He was devastated when she lost her battle with cancer in 1987.
A Life Living And Loving Others
Christmas At The Ragdoll Orphanage by Suzanne Lambert is a powerful memoir of the bond between Nancy and her daughter Susan. It will make you laugh and it will make you cry.
Nancy had a heart just made for mothering. Living and working in Nazareth House for thirty six years meant many children passed through her care. However only one six day old baby girl stole her heart. Nancy may not have birthed Susan but their bond could not have been closer.
The book is written from the perspective of both Nancy and Susan. An overwhelming sense of love pervades the whole novel.