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Becoming a Matriarch: A Memoir
When matriarchs begin to disappear, there is a choice to either step into the places they left behind, or to craft a new space.
Helen Knott’s bestselling debut memoir, In My Own Moccasins , wowed reviewers, award juries, and readers alike with its profoundly honest and moving account of addiction, intergenerational trauma, resilience, and survival. Now, with her highly anticipated second book, Knott exceeds the highest of expectations with a chronicle of grief, love, and legacy. Having lost both her mom and grandmother in just over six months, forced to navigate the fine lines between matriarchy, martyrdom, and codependency, Knott realizes she must let go, not just of them, but of who she thought she was.
Woven into the pages are themes of mourning, sobriety through loss, and generational dreaming. Becoming a Matriarch is charted with poetic insights, sass, humour, and heart, taking the reader over the rivers and mountains of Dane Zaa territory in Northeastern British Columbia, along the cobbled streets of Antigua, Guatemala, and straight to the heart of what matriarchy truly means. This is a journey through pain, on the way to becoming.
Through writing, reflecting, and dreaming I found my way to the real lessons.
I found permission to become whoever I needed to be.
I found permission to live a life and not just endure it.
I found permission to belong deeply to myself.
I found permission to lay to rest the sorrow of the women before me and to cultivate joy for us in its place.
Helen Knott’s bestselling debut memoir, In My Own Moccasins , wowed reviewers, award juries, and readers alike with its profoundly honest and moving account of addiction, intergenerational trauma, resilience, and survival. Now, with her highly anticipated second book, Knott exceeds the highest of expectations with a chronicle of grief, love, and legacy. Having lost both her mom and grandmother in just over six months, forced to navigate the fine lines between matriarchy, martyrdom, and codependency, Knott realizes she must let go, not just of them, but of who she thought she was.
Woven into the pages are themes of mourning, sobriety through loss, and generational dreaming. Becoming a Matriarch is charted with poetic insights, sass, humour, and heart, taking the reader over the rivers and mountains of Dane Zaa territory in Northeastern British Columbia, along the cobbled streets of Antigua, Guatemala, and straight to the heart of what matriarchy truly means. This is a journey through pain, on the way to becoming.
Through writing, reflecting, and dreaming I found my way to the real lessons.
I found permission to become whoever I needed to be.
I found permission to live a life and not just endure it.
I found permission to belong deeply to myself.
I found permission to lay to rest the sorrow of the women before me and to cultivate joy for us in its place.
224 pages, Paperback
First published August 29, 2023
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March 31, 2025rtc
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August 28, 2023
Wildfires burned right into my city recently. Evacuated and safely at my daughter’s, Becoming a Matriarch was the book I brought with me. Preoccupied with checking the news for fire updates, I was anxious and restless, but when I set my phone down and picked up this memoir, I was calmed. Helen, writing about the matriarchs in her life, her Mom and Grandma (Asu), got me feeling the presence my own matriarchs and I was soothed. It got me reflecting on my role as matriarch to my own kids, nieces and nephews. I was grateful. Helen’s writing is personal and powerful. A born storyteller, it’s beautifully poetic and many passages had me reaching for my highlighter. Becoming a Matriarch focusses on different themes from In My Own Moccasins so can be read as a stand-alone but her writing is so exquisite you’d be missing out if you don’t read everything she’s written.
Safely back at home, the audiobook is now available, so I’m listening to it again, in Helen’s own voice.
“ My mother was my first country. Her skin was the first map that my fingers learned. She was a physical manifestation of medicine. She was sustenance and birdsong, and she was the mountains that protect and the waters that give of themselves – this life without her is a state of diaspora that I cannot remedy.”
“ I have been learning to hold memory without carrying the weight of it.”
“So many people live with the need to be needed. They blur the lines of desire and dependency.”
Safely back at home, the audiobook is now available, so I’m listening to it again, in Helen’s own voice.
“ My mother was my first country. Her skin was the first map that my fingers learned. She was a physical manifestation of medicine. She was sustenance and birdsong, and she was the mountains that protect and the waters that give of themselves – this life without her is a state of diaspora that I cannot remedy.”
“ I have been learning to hold memory without carrying the weight of it.”
“So many people live with the need to be needed. They blur the lines of desire and dependency.”
September 10, 2023
A beautiful memoir about grandmothers, mothers, daughters, and overwhelming grief. Some passages and sentences abruptly took me out of this story, which is why it was not a 5 star for me.
December 26, 2024
This is one of the most beautiful memoirs I’ve ever read. I listened as an audiobook and I think I’ll have to buy a copy and reread on paper to really absorb it all! Her writing is so poetic and her meaning making about womanhood, motherhood, matriarchy, grief, etc. really moved me
UPDATE! I did end up buying a copy and rereading it and I loved it even more in print than audio. Her writing is truly poetry. I’m making all the women in my family read this and I think I’ll be back for a third round myself!
UPDATE! I did end up buying a copy and rereading it and I loved it even more in print than audio. Her writing is truly poetry. I’m making all the women in my family read this and I think I’ll be back for a third round myself!
September 7, 2023
Another beautifully written memoir about mothers and daughters, motherhood, loss, addiction and the way the women in Helen's family were equally strong and weak. At its core though, this is a love letter to the women in Helen's family and the way they valued motherhood above all else. Great on audio read by the author and a must read if you enjoyed her previous book, In my moccasins. Many thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for an early digital copy and Penguin Random House Canada for sending me a lovely gifted finished copy!!
September 15, 2023
This is a beautiful, beautiful book. Helen Knott gives to it her whole heart. Having recently lost my grandmother, so much resonated in ways I might not have recognized on the same level had I read this two weeks ago. (Mostly it made me really want to give this to my mom). I’m in awe of Knott’s vulnerability, her poetry, her strength. This is so lovely; so quietly, relentlessly powerful.
January 13, 2025
4.5 ⭐️.
May 21, 2024
I resonated with the theme of becoming yourself, amidst loss and grief. This book is a messy collection of moments and memories, of surviving, of trying to make sense, of trying to assign new meaning to your old self, of becoming.
My heart went out to Helen, and in her words, I found the reflection of my own experiences. It's not easy to keep living fully, after death knocks on the door of your family home. But we keep going. We cry. We read. We write. Outwardly, we may look the same. Inwardly, we carry memoirs like these.
My heart went out to Helen, and in her words, I found the reflection of my own experiences. It's not easy to keep living fully, after death knocks on the door of your family home. But we keep going. We cry. We read. We write. Outwardly, we may look the same. Inwardly, we carry memoirs like these.
April 4, 2025
I can't put into words how much i loved this book. I took it with me on trains, in cafés, at work, looking forward to a break to be able to squeeze some reading in.
Matrilineage - trauma - joy - love - transmission - nature - Indigenous legacy.
I could copy and paste so many quotes but I won't. Here's one to give you a little taste (just go and buy this book and pass it around)
"Ancestral memory is not an instant summoning but a slow process of recalling buried and forgotten things. I have been remembering all my life."
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Matrilineage - trauma - joy - love - transmission - nature - Indigenous legacy.
I could copy and paste so many quotes but I won't. Here's one to give you a little taste (just go and buy this book and pass it around)
"Ancestral memory is not an instant summoning but a slow process of recalling buried and forgotten things. I have been remembering all my life."
🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
June 23, 2024
Wow, idk if this was a right-place-right-time book for me, but oh man did I love it. So many takeaways. Highly recommend. Full RTC.
March 23, 2025
3/5
A book of loss of family, relationships, and oneself.
This was just okay. I understand how her Asu was the matriarch, and how it differed from her mother, and finally it falls to her. However, I don't really know how she is one other than just by existing. She practices a lot of self-love and self-care, but it just didn't come together for me. She addresses intergenerational trauma and it was sad and inspiring to watch her realize it and fight against it. She mentions how she ties her worth to men a lot, which starts to become evident near the end but I felt like she was more than that but she mentions two big loves that failed right before the end of the book and it sunk it for me. She does choose herself and continues to listen to her heart and body, but it just didn't wrap up for me.
It's a short read so it was fine even though it wasn't what I was expecting. I liked her poetry and enjoyed her voice. I'm excited to go to the Human Rights Comission book club about this one to see how others felt.
I'm glad my library has this as there were some parts I really enjoyed. Check your local library and request it!
A book of loss of family, relationships, and oneself.
This was just okay. I understand how her Asu was the matriarch, and how it differed from her mother, and finally it falls to her. However, I don't really know how she is one other than just by existing. She practices a lot of self-love and self-care, but it just didn't come together for me. She addresses intergenerational trauma and it was sad and inspiring to watch her realize it and fight against it. She mentions how she ties her worth to men a lot, which starts to become evident near the end but I felt like she was more than that but she mentions two big loves that failed right before the end of the book and it sunk it for me. She does choose herself and continues to listen to her heart and body, but it just didn't wrap up for me.
It's a short read so it was fine even though it wasn't what I was expecting. I liked her poetry and enjoyed her voice. I'm excited to go to the Human Rights Comission book club about this one to see how others felt.
I'm glad my library has this as there were some parts I really enjoyed. Check your local library and request it!
January 13, 2024
An easy 5 stars. Beautifully written. I cant wait to read more from the author. Thank you Helen Knotts for this both gorgeous and gritty memoir.
Favorite quotes:
"Mama's arms felt like ceremony on nights when the ghosts of my past experiences wouldn't let me sleep."
“Teetering on the brink of relapse and the edge of insanity. I can't fuck or fight my way out of these feelings, so that's a bitch, but the weather is nice. More cream for your coffee, Edna?”
“The women in my family are medicine. They are backbones and ribcages and hearts. They are whispers in men's ears. They are the guardians that kept us whole.”
“I have done coke off the porcelain backs of public bathroom toilets, but mirrored trays lend some faux class to inhaling cartilage-eating drugs up your nose. The idea becomes alluring and a little more acceptable when mirrored trays are involved. "Excuse me, sir.. I will have some of that high class cocaine".”
Favorite quotes:
"Mama's arms felt like ceremony on nights when the ghosts of my past experiences wouldn't let me sleep."
“Teetering on the brink of relapse and the edge of insanity. I can't fuck or fight my way out of these feelings, so that's a bitch, but the weather is nice. More cream for your coffee, Edna?”
“The women in my family are medicine. They are backbones and ribcages and hearts. They are whispers in men's ears. They are the guardians that kept us whole.”
“I have done coke off the porcelain backs of public bathroom toilets, but mirrored trays lend some faux class to inhaling cartilage-eating drugs up your nose. The idea becomes alluring and a little more acceptable when mirrored trays are involved. "Excuse me, sir.. I will have some of that high class cocaine".”
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April 7, 2024
Another outstanding memoir by Helen Knott. Her books are profoundly honest. She is a really talented story teller/poet/novelist. Highly suggest reading her first one too. In her novel Becoming a Matriarch I loved learning about the powerful women in her family, and how she navigates her loss and grief of them. This book was more than that though. She shares a lot about their culture, her own journey and relationships, the impact of intergenerational trauma and even some of her dream sharing. She writes a line in the novel about holding memories while learning not to carry the weight of them forever, and that really stuck with me. I finished this book and my eyes felt opened to so many things.
January 30, 2025
The story is about the author’s journey about her loss of Matriarch’s in her family and what that’s like. There’s a path of examining her relationship with men and her family as well that helps her define being a matriarch for herself. It is definitely a sequel to her first book which I enjoyed. It would be good to read In My Own Moccasins before reading this one.
This book is a deep dive into her healing practises and processes and her attempts to push away the cob webs of the idea of matriarchy. It must have felt good for her to write this book. You must read it to the end for a nicely rounded experience.
This book is a deep dive into her healing practises and processes and her attempts to push away the cob webs of the idea of matriarchy. It must have felt good for her to write this book. You must read it to the end for a nicely rounded experience.
November 5, 2023
This was a nice and well written memoir, it just wasn't written for me and that's totally okay. I still think Helen is a wonderful writer and really glad that she realized that even though she had to take on that matriarch role when her mother and grandmother passed, she didn't have to hold herself solely responsible for other family members. Women don't have to take on all of that emotional labour of other people, we can choose to, but sometimes we can also choose to take care of ourselves.
February 24, 2024
I really enjoyed this book and her focus on the incredible women in our families that lift us up and help us succeed. I also totally relate to the martyrdom of being a daughter and feeling like your life is about being the rock for your family. It was such a wonderful memoir and I am so glad I listened to this as an audiobook!
November 8, 2023
Some parts were well written, honest and funny. Other times, I found the book to be repetitive, which made me wonder if Helen was writing to fill more than a few pages. Just me. I did appreciate some chapters very much. Others Helen could have developed much more.
August 31, 2025
The non linear timeline and the overly worded lyrical writing was just not for me.
May 5, 2025
this is one of the best books I’ve ever read and also probably the most important
April 12, 2024
To continue my ritual of grief reads in 2024.
This goes under the list of books that I love and won't recommend, unless you have lost a parent or two, the grief for a mother lost is not ever the same as anything else a person will experience in their life. And as we all experience joy, grief and everything else differently, I try to find my pain in someone else's words, that's why I keep reading through libraries, bookstores and in-betweens.
Trust a poet, to write their grief and then narrate it in the way it is supposed to be, in a way that resonates with me. Cause if it is not the most poetic prose spilling forth in its all grandeur and effervescent candor, then it is not my grief.
The interludes should all be combined and presented as a separate book. In themselves, they contained a whole world.
Chapter The Men, had a lot of me in it, and of others whom I know give away too much till we are all on the brink of no return.
Here are some of my cherished highlights:
"Could I really lose a parent in just over a week?"
"Eventually, I could see the truth emerge, I was trying to learn how to be brave on my own, and hold myself up in prayer. Someone asked how I could write about my experiences of sexual assaults and addiction with such honesty, and still hold myself together. All I remember saying was that: creator made me this way but my mama, she prayed me this way."
"Inside me, I have a mother-shaped hole, I would have to learn how to fill with love."
"You know how you never forget your first love? he asked. leaving your country is like losing your first love, the taxi driver said. you are always looking for things that remind you of her. you go to places where you can feel her beside you. you eat foods that remind you of her. you listen to music that brings back memories."
"This statement rings truer for the love of my mother, I search for her presence in everything and everywhere these days."
"Loss is almost drifting to sleep where your sadness decides to wake you up to cry about it."
"I resigned myself to being an observer of the living, one who observed only half the time and floated away the other half."
"If I give this grief away, it means that I didn't love them as much as I thought I did."
This goes under the list of books that I love and won't recommend, unless you have lost a parent or two, the grief for a mother lost is not ever the same as anything else a person will experience in their life. And as we all experience joy, grief and everything else differently, I try to find my pain in someone else's words, that's why I keep reading through libraries, bookstores and in-betweens.
Trust a poet, to write their grief and then narrate it in the way it is supposed to be, in a way that resonates with me. Cause if it is not the most poetic prose spilling forth in its all grandeur and effervescent candor, then it is not my grief.
The interludes should all be combined and presented as a separate book. In themselves, they contained a whole world.
Chapter The Men, had a lot of me in it, and of others whom I know give away too much till we are all on the brink of no return.
Here are some of my cherished highlights:
"Could I really lose a parent in just over a week?"
"Eventually, I could see the truth emerge, I was trying to learn how to be brave on my own, and hold myself up in prayer. Someone asked how I could write about my experiences of sexual assaults and addiction with such honesty, and still hold myself together. All I remember saying was that: creator made me this way but my mama, she prayed me this way."
"Inside me, I have a mother-shaped hole, I would have to learn how to fill with love."
"You know how you never forget your first love? he asked. leaving your country is like losing your first love, the taxi driver said. you are always looking for things that remind you of her. you go to places where you can feel her beside you. you eat foods that remind you of her. you listen to music that brings back memories."
"This statement rings truer for the love of my mother, I search for her presence in everything and everywhere these days."
"Loss is almost drifting to sleep where your sadness decides to wake you up to cry about it."
"I resigned myself to being an observer of the living, one who observed only half the time and floated away the other half."
"If I give this grief away, it means that I didn't love them as much as I thought I did."
January 9, 2024
So much to process after reading this in terms of holding space for oneself and others, "becoming," love and loss, connection to people and places. This was beautifully written and impossible to put down.
January 7, 2024
"if I could protect you from being wounded
shield you
from the world
would I be loving you
or denying your growth?
is there a thin line or a canyon
between the two?" Pg. 147
The poetry is what saved this book from being one star for me. There are some prettily worded descriptions, but for me it failed to reach my expectations and its potential. Seeing the title and synopsis I hoped for empowerment, what I found was a slog through depression. It is interesting that at one point the writer talks about how difficult it was to read through a "box of death" - memoirs of dying, grief, and grappling with mortality. And then she wrote one. Ultimately this wasn't for me.
shield you
from the world
would I be loving you
or denying your growth?
is there a thin line or a canyon
between the two?" Pg. 147
The poetry is what saved this book from being one star for me. There are some prettily worded descriptions, but for me it failed to reach my expectations and its potential. Seeing the title and synopsis I hoped for empowerment, what I found was a slog through depression. It is interesting that at one point the writer talks about how difficult it was to read through a "box of death" - memoirs of dying, grief, and grappling with mortality. And then she wrote one. Ultimately this wasn't for me.
September 23, 2024
This book stirred something deep within me. The way she writes about grief touched emotions I usually avoid. She showed me how to find strength in that pain and nurture self-love through it.
I took my time reading this, because the weight of it felt so real. It made me reflect on the powerful women I come from, just like Helen.
I took my time reading this, because the weight of it felt so real. It made me reflect on the powerful women I come from, just like Helen.
September 20, 2023
I'm not sure what I was hoping to get from this. I'm also pretty swamped at work and home right now so probably just didn't have the right energy to appreciate this more.
January 21, 2025
Very easy 5 stars for me. Beautiful words, beautiful (and heartbreaking) stories.
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September 1, 2023Becoming a Matriarch is a deep dive into how we handle loss and grief. Helen lost her mom and grandma within less than a year of each other. In Becoming a Matriarch she takes responsibility as the oldest woman in her family and comes to terms with how much her amazing women ancestors did for her. She wonders if she can find the strength to keep going and support everyone else when she is herself struggling to find her footing in life.
There are many beautiful stories about family road trips, deathbed conversations and experiences of seeking and finding healing within these pages. Helen, in her evocative, concise, brutally honest and lyrical writing, brings together so many emotions and thought-provoking ideas about living when all the people who were our strongest support systems are gone. I loved Helen’s thoughts on dreams, the intergenerational joy that comes from knowing our ancestors as well as the network of support that she has in her extended family and friends. She reflects on who she thinks she should be compared to who she wants to be. She is on a journey to be kinder to herself and I loved being on this journey with her.
I read Helen’s first memoir, 𝙄𝙣 𝙈𝙮 𝙊𝙬𝙣 𝙈𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 back in 2021. While it was good to know Helen’s experiences from the first book, to me, 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 stands as its own work.
I read 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 on Amma’s death anniversary. Her and my aunt were my unconditional supporters, the sort of relationship Helen has with her mom and grandma, and I am grateful to have so many cherished memories with them. I related Helen’s desire to want to talk to her mom and grandma, and through her words, found myself thinking of my favorite people who are no longer around. We have both found ways to keep them in our lives.
Thank you Penguin Canada for the honor to review this book.
Check out the detailed review on my blog. :)
- Kriti, Armed with A Book | Twitter | Facebook | Instagram
There are many beautiful stories about family road trips, deathbed conversations and experiences of seeking and finding healing within these pages. Helen, in her evocative, concise, brutally honest and lyrical writing, brings together so many emotions and thought-provoking ideas about living when all the people who were our strongest support systems are gone. I loved Helen’s thoughts on dreams, the intergenerational joy that comes from knowing our ancestors as well as the network of support that she has in her extended family and friends. She reflects on who she thinks she should be compared to who she wants to be. She is on a journey to be kinder to herself and I loved being on this journey with her.
I read Helen’s first memoir, 𝙄𝙣 𝙈𝙮 𝙊𝙬𝙣 𝙈𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 back in 2021. While it was good to know Helen’s experiences from the first book, to me, 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 stands as its own work.
I read 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 on Amma’s death anniversary. Her and my aunt were my unconditional supporters, the sort of relationship Helen has with her mom and grandma, and I am grateful to have so many cherished memories with them. I related Helen’s desire to want to talk to her mom and grandma, and through her words, found myself thinking of my favorite people who are no longer around. We have both found ways to keep them in our lives.
Thank you Penguin Canada for the honor to review this book.
Check out the detailed review on my blog. :)
- Kriti, Armed with A Book | Twitter | Facebook | Instagram
July 19, 2025
5/5 ⭐️
This book was amazing, it is an experience
Pros:
✅ Insightful
✅ Touches on so many important topics
✅ Timeless
✅ Makes you think
Cons:
❌ Difficult time getting into the story
❌ Not chronological
Conclusion: This book was amazing. At first, I had a hard time getting into the story. Once I passed that, it was a quick and easy read. The author's writing style is poetic and flows easily. This book will stick with me for a long time. While the text and experiences might not always be chronological, it does not affect the reading experience at all. There are so many topics and subjects being touched on that it gives you insight and makes you think. I learned things from reading this book, including some about the struggles of indigenous people and others about myself. I believe this book is timeless; it would still be relevant in 50 years. This is the type of book where you can re-read it many times throughout your life and connect to it in different ways, understanding new things each time. This book should be analyzed in English classes. I am looking forward to reading it again in the future.
Recommend? Yes, will even buy a physical copy to annotate and re-read
Edition: Ebook
This book was amazing, it is an experience
Pros:
✅ Insightful
✅ Touches on so many important topics
✅ Timeless
✅ Makes you think
Cons:
❌ Difficult time getting into the story
❌ Not chronological
Conclusion: This book was amazing. At first, I had a hard time getting into the story. Once I passed that, it was a quick and easy read. The author's writing style is poetic and flows easily. This book will stick with me for a long time. While the text and experiences might not always be chronological, it does not affect the reading experience at all. There are so many topics and subjects being touched on that it gives you insight and makes you think. I learned things from reading this book, including some about the struggles of indigenous people and others about myself. I believe this book is timeless; it would still be relevant in 50 years. This is the type of book where you can re-read it many times throughout your life and connect to it in different ways, understanding new things each time. This book should be analyzed in English classes. I am looking forward to reading it again in the future.
Recommend? Yes, will even buy a physical copy to annotate and re-read
Edition: Ebook
March 24, 2025
This was Knott’s memoir of her coming into her own and figuring out who she’s meant to be. She doesn’t have it completely figured out, but she has a much clearer picture and path of where she wants to be. This started off kinda slow and this reader wasn’t sure they were going to like or connect to the story Knott was telling, but there were moments sprinkled throughout the beginning that stood out and moved them. The reader did enjoy reading Knott’s story about having to change her way of thinking about the world and her role it in, as well as her role within her own family. She had so many preconceived notions about what she was supposed to become because of what came before her that she never really took the time to think or ask herself, is this something she wants or is this something she even needs to do. It was so poignant to read her story of unlearning societal norms and pressures she assumed she had to take on; her healing journey to bettering herself not only for herself but her family, too, was inspiring and powerful. The writing was alright, it didn’t exactly grip the reader, but what really did it and why this is rated higher, is the message behind this. It never came off as preachy or as some sort of self-help guide, it was literally Knott telling her story to the world about how she got from one point in her life to the point she is in now and how that made her feel; that really struck this reader as beautiful. The chapters were on the shorter side, which helped with flipping through this. In the end, it was a personal journey that had heart and grit that made for good emotional read.
November 28, 2025
It took ages for me to finish this book. As an indigenous woman there were parts that felt too personally connected. Parts with lessons I needed to sit on. And I noticed each time I picked up the book it seemed to be just the right time to read the next section. I had to be in a place ready to receive the words in this book. And in honouring that feeling it took over a year for me to finish a very small book. But this book is filled with beautiful lessons of strength, resilience, self love, healing, and living despite not feeling healed. In ways this book gave me permission to let go on feeling the need to hold intergenerational trauma. And to ask myself, did anyone ask me to hold their suffering, or am I doing it out of self placed expectation of what I should be. There are hard parts to read in this book that trigger wounds of S.A. And times when I felt I didn’t need to read this book as I am an indigenous woman. But because I am is part of why I needed to read it. I’m grateful I finished it. The lessons I am taking from this book I hope to come back to time and time again.
November 7, 2025
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Uc nesilin ,Büyükanne, anne ve kız, birbirine aktardiklari hikayeler, ozel gucler ve yasanmisliklar uzerine bir hatirat bu kitap.
Ingilizce yorumlara baktigimda cok begenilmis, maalesef bende durum boyle olmadi. Ceviri ile kaynakli bir sorun mu var, yoksa benim kafamdaki kurgu ile mi bagdastiramadim, cok kesik kesik, kopuk kopuk geldi yazilanlar. Amerikan Yerli toplumunun yasadiklarina uzak olmamim da bir etkisi olabilir.
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