Maya’s First Rose is a touching story about the life of a dog. The story reminded me of when our family’s dog died. The story helped me remember the times that I had with him. It reminded me of the lengths that my family had to go through to make our old dog comfortable in his final months. It is not a writing masterpiece and far from it. The book has little to no literary devices and at some parts feel choppy or do not flow well but I do that it what the story is meant for. Overall the story matched up to my expectations and I would read it again.
I would highly recommend this book to anyone who is grieving the loss of a pet. It helps with the loss and remembering the fond memories that you have had with them.
This was a truly lovely homage to a beloved friend and companion. The author's stories about Maya's life were very heart-warming and her inevitable death was so touching that it reminded me a great deal of the trials my family went through when our beloved golden-retriever, Riley, died. Like Mr. Kosins' with Maya, we too celebrated his life and mourned his death just as we would any member of our family because that's exactly what Riley was to us, family. It was really refreshing that Mr. Kosins even included information for others where they could seek help dealing with their loss and it was awesome to learn that organizations exist to help people through a sad event such as this. This book was a wonderful way to keep Maya's memory alive and also, through sharing her memory, help others as well.
Short - very short - little book. Self published - writing style a little over the top - quite dramatic. Starts with a very short chapter of getting the dog when she was very young - and jumps to her 15th year and the end of her life. I think we all love our dogs but this fellow has gone a little over the top.
This was a very short, sincere and emotion-packed story of a man and the dog that was special to him. I totally understood where he was coming from as I've been there myself. The writing style was a bit choppy and not always cohesive in its flow but it was a truly genuine heartfelt account.